Sometimes it's good to reflect on how much freedom we've actually lost in the last twelve years. As an adaptive species, we grow accustomed to anything and everything, regardless of how radical it might be. Here is a quick reminder of how free we used to be.
This is a picture of a relic I brought home from a trip to New Zealand and Fiji, four months prior to 9-11. It's an old war club made from one solid piece of wood, with numerous spikes protruding from the head. The thing has some serious mass and I've named it the Fijian Skull Smasher.
Here's the interesting part: I walked through the middle of LAX with this thing over my shoulder. I didn't want to check it, since it is such a nice relic, so I brought it as carry-on and stored it in the overhead compartment.
Ah, the good ol' days... Now we can't even bring full-sized toothpaste as carry-on.
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