…these reports and the many others like them from last Friday would come as no surprise to anyone who’s worked in security or law enforcement. It’s human nature to take the path of least resistance, and this is precisely what is happening. This is why soldiers have officers; when left to their own devices, combat troops frequently just go through the motions, like occurred on the Western Front for much of WW I (it was referred to as the “live and let live? policy by the conscripts in the trenches). The same thing happens at airport security, which is why 80 year-old grandmothers are constantly being checked for shoe bombs.
Picking the easiest, least-likely-to-be-guilty target at a security checkpoint technically fulfills the requirements of one’s job description, and as a bonus avoids nasty confrontations with drunks, belligerents, etc. If we were part-time security guards in Hamilton with little or no benefits making minimum wage or thereabouts, I’m sure we’d do the same thing. Same thing if we were a short cop desperate for an ego boost. But it is a zero-tolerance food policy focusing on sippy cups instead of actual security threats that creates this climate. The exact same thing happened during the Yachetti/Michaluk era when they tried to implement a similar policy on outside food and were forced to give it up in the face of complaints from irate senior citizens who had their purses searched for the first time in the 40 or 50 years that they’ve been coming to the stadium. I can only imagine how enraging that must be.
My personal experience last Friday was the reverse of yours. I walked up to the gate with semi-glassy eyes and what looked to be the world’s largest tumor bulging out from underneath my Ticat jersey. It was so obvious I was committing an infraction that even Jake Ireland couldn’t have missed it. However, the security guard glanced briefly at me, and then moved along, whereupon I heard him say “Ma’am, please open your bag for inspection? to the tiny, unglassy-eyed woman behind me in line. Now, it just so happened that the contraband was a hundred or so forbidden-chant buttons (that were given out gratis and to much acclaim), but it could’ve just as easily been six gallons of whiskey, twelve sandwiches, half a case of beer, etc. Expect this type of security all year if a more reasonable policy is not implemented.