Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Dirty White Boy

I watched a new show the other night, Homeland Security USA. Part of the episode focused on the efforts of Customs and Border Protection officers at the San Ysidro, Calif. U.S.-Mexico border crossing and the Blaine, Wash. U.S.-Canada border post, which I have crossed many, many times.

Why can't I ever see officers responding to a possible case of radiation, as the cameras show officers leaping from their office desks and running out a door towards the car.

"It doesn't take much to make a dirty bomb," one officer suggests. But following a commercial break, we learn the car was merely driven by a person who had undergone medical treatment. Unless you want a bunch of pistols pointed at your head, I wouldn't recommend a dentist visit on the same day you plan shopping at Walgreens across the divide.

Later, officers discover a car carrying more than $700,000 worth of cocaine. In the process of finding the contraband however, a female officer tells cameras that the car is "hopefully" stocked with drugs, barely containing her excitement. Hopefully? Why hopefully? Because you hope you didn't mistakenly rip apart a car?

And being the naughty Canadians that we are, why wasn't the identity of said drug smuggler made known? Was it because he was one of YOUR OWN folk re-entering the homeland, and while I'm at it, why were all the bad guys dark skinned and accented?

Don't ya just love reality T.V.

The absence of Al-Cracker, well, cracks me up.

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