16 years. 16 years of border crossings....all sorts of borders....Canadian, Mexican, Algerian, Argentinian, Chinese..... hell I've even crossed into Cuba. Never...NEVER in my life have I been asked to drop my drawers and take of my shirt.
Part of the tour manager crossing the border game is remaining calm and more often than not, keeping my "chip-on-shoulder" "stand-up-to-authority" brethren to keep their lips shut for the sake of getting through. Let's say for the 30 plus times you've gotten away with carrying, you get caught once. Shut the fuck up. You had it coming. No it ain't racist. The white jawn had to strip too. Agist maybe. Whatever the fuck....the dog smelled the right people. We got rid of it. no harm no foul. But please don't act ignorant at the border. It's exhausting keeping myself in line let alone entitled ass American ass adults.