Airports are the greatest scam humanity ever normalized. You waltz in, bags ready, and suddenly you’re at the mercy of arbitrary rules disguised as “safety.” It’s 5am. 13 hours of flying left back to states. I had jars of Austrian raw honey 125g each. Perfect. Except not. The supreme leader limit? “100g”

I argued (using my decalcified pineal): isn’t an empty water bottle bigger than this? Isn’t my toiletry shampoo bottle you let through (without the label of grams on it) bigger than this? Isn’t this honey a solid?

Logic didn’t matter for these buffoons. “I’m sorry man, I’ll lose my job if I don’t hold you hostage for the 25g of honey”. So I spooned four tablespoons in line like a feral bear and said goodbye to the sacred gold. Airport “security” isn’t about safety. It’s about sovereignty control. Bring “medical grade (filtered non-tap water”, and play the game.