T.W.A.T. Soup…coming immediately to an airport near you

Airports. Kinda busy latelyBoingBoing has an interesting post from a couple of days ago. What, you ask, are the airport security people doing with the liquids they confiscate? Why, they’re dumping them into big bins, that’s what they’re doing.

Does anyone else see the problem with this?

What's in your cauldron?

If the liquid could be explosive, why are you dumping it in a crowd?
xopl asks a fair question:

 So CNN is reporting: “Because the plot involved taking liquid explosives aboard planes in carry-ons, passengers at all U.S. and British airports, and those boarding U.S.-bound flights at other international airports, are banned from taking any liquids onto planes.”And then they have the photo of the TSA guy dumping a tub of confiscated possibly explosive liquids into a garbage can in a crowd of people.

Figure that shit out for me.

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Reader comments:

Gabe says

 And check out this article from Asheville, NC. “Maya Leoni, who is held by Angela Perez, cries as her mother, A.J. Leoni, pours the last of her drink into the receptacle while in line for the security checkpoint at the Asheville Regional Airport.”POUR IT INTO A RECEPTACLE? Don’t you think that some of these potentially explosive liquids might be more dangerous when, I don’t know, mixed in a big vat in the middle of an airport?

Christ, why don’t they just have people put their liquids into a big bonfire?

May one respectfully suggest that, if they really believed people were bringing poisons and explosive chemicals onboard, to mix for activation, that mixing them in a big open bin in the middle of the passenger screening area is, perhaps, not the most efficient way to dispose of said liquids?

They may be this stupid, but even I don’t really think so. 

In related news:

The latest theory is that, rather than an explosive, the bombers may have been set up to make hydrogen cyanide, cyanide gas. It’s easy enough; even I can do it. It would effectively kill everyone in the cabin fairly quickly (and painfully). Not quite the explosive destruct-o-con that the British and American governments led us to believe, with potential casualty estimates of up to 300,FUCKING,000. Reality check, people.

Cirque de Calder

Alexander Calder, circus master. What’s particularly amusing about this is that he sounds so drunk I’m having an easier time understanding his French than his English. Perhaps it’s cognac?

Alexander Calder’s Paper Circus, via BoingBoing. Endure the slow lead-in, because the circus itself is worth waiting for.

Carlos Vilardebo‘s 1961 film of Alexander Calder’s “circus,” an intricately assembled performance piece played out by handmade characters including jugglers, sword swallowers, clowns, and animals. These figures, crafted from a collection of “cork, wire, wood, yarn, paper, string, and cloth,” were each assigned a series of movements and manipulated by the artist to perform specific circus acts. With performances held at various locations in Paris and New York through the mid 1930s, Calder’s circus helped to establish him in avante-garde circles. Jean Cocteau, Joan Miró, Fernand Léger, Piet Mondrian, Le Corbusier, Thomas Wolfe, and André Kertész were among those who saw the celebrated Cirque Calder over the years.

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Operation Global Media Domination: Blackzilla, conqueror of blogs

TIACrushing all in its path, Blackzilla has taken giant strides to the head of the raincoaster blog, with over 100 google hits over the past two days. Darren and Joanne? Ovah. Beautiful Agony? Suffering. Mad mentos and diet coke Scientists? Sputtering out.

The upcoming newcomers, all of whom have had their thunder stolen by my several-days-old Blackzilla posting, include T.W.A.T. in the Air, which several clueless commentors failed to identify as a joke, thus making themselves into punchlines; the Canadian patriotic post Beaver Shots (inexplicable; whodathunk Canadians would be so popular, eh?); and We Are All Gwyneth, for who among us is not, really?

where does oil come from?

Who better to ask than the famous DrySquid Cowboy? An Elvis-talkin’, cephalopodian, ten-gallon-hatted cartoon figure is, frankly, no less authoritative on the Middle East than anyone else who seems to get on the news lately.

paging Al Gore

Baby, it's cold outside...or is that hot? 

Better known for building igloos during hunts on the polar ice, Inuit in the village of Kuujjuaq in Quebec, Canada, are installing 10 air conditioners for about 25 office workers.

From Reuters, via Fark, and guaranteed 100% photoshop-free.