I’m headed to Akron by way of Atlanta Hartsfield Airport, and I had to check in my shimmery pink eye shadow and lipgloss because they’re a potential biohazard. But passengers can carry on items that are capable of blunt force trauma. This chick next to me has two tennis racquets while I had to check my pool cue that I guarantee cost more than her Wilson pieces of tin. With a pool cue, you need a running start before attempting to impale someone, and that’s assuming someone doesn’t trip you first. Never mind the suspicions you arouse for putting a cue together on a flight in progress in the first place.
Nice safety regulations, Homeland Security.