Why is it that Anti-Terrorist legislation is like a Dan Brown novel. You know; 400 pages each of which you have to read twice to understand in the context of the previous ones, but when you stand back, the whole idea is so silly that you may as well not have started.
So you put scanners at the entrance of major stations—your terrorist with two brain cells to rub together gets on at a suburban station and travels INTO town.
Broken plastic knives are very effective as threat weapons—so are pencils. It’s a pity that when you ask if there is a doctor on board that you have locked all his instruments in the hold.
Perhaps the guy with the rucksack talking to himself is one of the thousands that we have dumped on the streets and he needs someone else to talk to.
Remember, life is not a film script. You don’t have to invent something exciting for every scene.