Sunday. Lufthansa check-in area, Logan, Boston. The parent ahead of me has got his young kid on one of those leashes. The kid is energetic (boy), and straining against the leash in the style of my hypermanic Australian Shepherd, Dodger.
I’m not keen on losing kids in airports, though Logan was pretty empty at the time. I am unalterably opposed to “kid leashes,” and especially when the situation is as I described it.
Frankly, it made me slightly ill, though I demurred from saying anything.
Decentralization vs. centralization … no??
(Comments, please.)