Morning Jolt of Terror

On the morning commute today I was shocked out of my magazine when something brushed against my elbow. It was a dog, escorted by a policeman. Apparently, finally they're using bomb-sniffing dogs on the BART trains.

About fucking time.

One thing that has amazed me about the last three years is the continued neglect of obvious security vulnerabilities. The BART train carries hundreds of thousands of people during a two-hour timespan over a region larger than many eastern sea-board states. Though it may be a little discomfiting to get sniffed by a dog, it's reassuring to know that they're at least taking SOME precautions.