Newark Airport is shiny from a recent renovation. There are potted plants at
each joint of the security line, to keep passengers from realizing how long
they’ll have to wait. People prop themselves against walls or sit on
suitcases. They all woke up before dawn; they exhale loudly, sputtering
with exhaustion.
When the Adler family reaches the front of the line, they load their
computers and shoes into trays. Bruce Adler removes his belt, rolls it up,
and slots it neatly beside his brown loafers in a gray plastic bin. His sons
are messier, throwing sneakers on top of laptops and wallets. Laces hang
over the side of their shared tray, and Bruce can’t stop himself from tucking
the loose strands inside.
The large rectangular sign beside them reads: All wallets, keys, phones,
jewelry, electronic devices, computers, tablets, metal objects, shoes, belts,
and food must go into the security bins. All drink and contraband must be
thrown away.
Bruce and Jane Adler flank their twelve-year-old son, Eddie, as they
approach the screening machine. Their fifteen-year-old son, Jordan, hangs
back until his family has gone through.
Jordan says to the officer manning the machine: “I want to opt out.”
The officer gives him a look. “What’d you say?”
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- Newark Airport is shiny from a recent renovation. There are potted plants at each joint of the security line, to keep passengers from realizing how long they’ll have to wait. People prop themselves against walls or sit on suitcases. They all woke up before dawn; they exhale loudly, sputtering with exhaustion. When the Adler family reaches the front of the line, they load their computers and shoes into trays. Bruce Adler removes his belt, rolls it up, and slots it neatly beside his brown loafers in a gray plastic bin. His sons are messier, throwing sneakers on top of laptops and wallets. Laces hang over the side of their shared tray, and Bruce can’t stop himself from tucking the loose strands inside. The large rectangular sign beside them reads: All wallets, keys, phones, jewelry, electronic devices, computers, tablets, metal objects, shoes, belts, and food must go into the security bins. All drink and contraband must be thrown away. Bruce and Jane Adler flank their twelve-year-old son, Eddie, as they approach the screening machine. Their fifteen-year-old son, Jordan, hangs back until his family has gone through. Jordan says to the officer manning the machine: “I want to opt out.” The officer gives him a look. “What’d you say?”
