Cold Wind of the Society
A Japanese friend once told me that she prefers to wear expensive clothes in order to protect herself from the cold wind of the society. I remembered her words yesterday, on domestic Finnair flight. It was horrible weather, and the security checks were extremely tight that day. They seemed to go through some tests of efficiency of the security control there in tiny Kuopio airport. The guy standing in front of me was like a guy from German war fiction novel, judging everyone by their looks. Maybe terrorists attack here! Kuopio!
"Do you have any liquids at all in your bag"
"No, I have none whatsoever" I replied, sighing.
But I was caught mistaken. There was one, a roll-on deodorant. So of course they pulled me over, "step behind these curtains mister" said the angry looking woman. And there, I discovered the roll-on deodorant. I sighed again. I apologized because of my mistake. Luckily, she let me and my deodorant go, with a short speech.
Terrorists, those stupid bastards. This is terrorism! Terrorism against me and my roll-on deodorant.
The expression of the flight attendants aboard made me to think that next time I might as well catch a train. No need for chit-chat. Apparently there was some delay, the ground operations had some technical problem and everyone was nervous and busy. Not their fault, ofcourse. Still, I felt miserable.
I missed my ex girlfriend.
But the night time view of Helsinki was beautiful. The city looked like illuminated nervous system of brain.
The landing to Helsinki Vantaa was a rough one. The cross-winds shook the tiny plane like a falling tin can. But luckily, the plane's wheels touched the ground safely.
Yeah, I thought lipstick wasn’t liquid.
It was no problem in Finland, but in England… I had to put it in the plastic bag.
A.E. - 01 04 07 - 11:23