I had cause to sit for hours in a no cell phone, no laptop, no drink, no food, no television government waiting room yesterday all through the inauguration. That was after dumping of pockets and being scanned. Bathrooms needed persmission and a key. No reading material other than a few government pamphets provided.
I’m not expecting luxurious waiting rooms, but in the name of security this is just not justified. Airport flight gates are secure, and people there are allowed cell phones, computers, a cup of coffee or drink of water or a snack and unimpeded access to a restroom. Thank goodness I quit smoking, other captives in the room were jonesing for a smoke bad.
This government waiting room was federal, and was serving citizens who had paid taxes supporting this office all their lives, had committed no crime or wrong doing. Now we were also having to pay an expensive lawyer to do our business, in effect it was us in the waiting room that were having to pay for both sides of this process. Why does the government have to go and lock us down like we are criminals or hostages, cut us off from the outside world, deny us a simple cup of coffee or soda? The government employees at least got breaks and maybe even a glimpse of outside news, but the citizen clients did not. In fact, I found myself making change so that civil servants could pay for the delivered lunch they took behind closed doors and ate at lunchtime. All of us in the waiting room just had to forget about getting any lunch at all.
There were two classes of people in the room, lawyers and the rest of us. The paperwork process had been made so confusing that even college graduates needed a lawyer to figure it out. You could tell the lawyers from the rest of us right away as the lawyers all wore expensive looking shoes and clothing and sort of herded the rest of us through the system like cattle. It felt like unless you were a lawyer or worked for the government, you were just a sack of meat being punished by the exceedingly long wait in a holding area devoid of any way to spend your time productivity while waiting for other people to reach some result.
So for the entire inauguration I had to sit and twiddle my thumbs while studying the photos of Bush and Cheney still up on the wall while the rest of the country gathered at computers, televisions and radios even in many workplaces.
I remembered Reagan saying “Take down that wall!” and I wanted to shout “Take down those photos!” because after eight years it feels like we are toppling a wall. The iron curtain has moved, no longer running through the middle of Germany. Now days the iron curtain is in front of the entrances to federal government holding cells, err, waiting rooms for ordinary citizens. When you cross that threshhold you are no longer an adult, a citizen, a person of free will. Now you can’t even make a phone call or have a drink of water.
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