Does no-one see drug/explosives dogs at tube stations as rather a threat to our much vaunted civil liberties?
Came across two waiting at the top of a tube escalator on my last trip to town. I'm not going to allow some crazed canine free reign to sniff my goulies and made to walk around the heavily protected, beefy cops forming the gauntlet through which the sheep were expected to walk.
Of course, this was interpreted as " suspicious" and my progress was quickly blocked. Why did I object if I'd nothing to hide? Fuck, I hate that argument, fascism in eight words. But cogent quotations from Kant, John Stuart Mill and Blind Boy Blunkett were rather outside the remit of the tired constable practising his interrogation skills. When I asked if I could sniff his underwear his only reaction was to add sex offender to his terrorist/dopefiend/nutter suspicions.
My principled stand added 15 mins to my journey time while my 'details' were checked on radios that didn't work too well below ground. Commuters passing through the rat trap all avoided my eye, fearing guilt by association, till a brace of uppity Afro-Caribs and an earnest lass in specs joined me among the 'walkaround' crowd. Remarkable. You could almost see the riot fears in the state-autonomon's eyes. I was waved on along with the loud black lads, one of whom had a fair sack of herb in his sock. Practical politics. A small victory for the free folk.
The moral? If you can spare the time and have no warrants out, stand on your rights and refuse to walk the gauntlet. If enough peops did so etc.