When I was flying back to The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave from The Land of Hope and Glory, a screener discovered a single .22 cartridge buried in the folds of my carry-on. My daughter and I were detained pending further investigation. “It’s a serious business,” one of the MP5-schlepping Brits told me. “You’re carrying part of a gun.” Sure. Right. A part of a gun. Gotcha. According to wdtn.com, the Dayton, Ohio TSA discovered . . .
a “magazine clip “with seven rounds in a carry-on bag Saturday after 6 a.m.” When asked about the clip mag . . .
The passenger told security he forgot it was in his bag.”
Officers asked what kind of firearm the magazine belonged to, but the passenger stated he didn’t know.
As the Brits say, pull the other one, it’s got bells on it.
It’s not known if he’ll face charges.
I should bloody well hope not. But I reckon it was more than the TSA Agent’s job’s worth to let him go, I mean, even the British police state didn’t cause me too much trouble. What a sad state of affairs.