Very off-topic, but I have to relate this incident. I was hitchhiking up the US East Coast in the spring of 1983, and stopped in Washington, D.C. While there, I

Very off-topic, but I have to relate this incident. I was hitchhiking up the US East Coast in the spring of 1983, and stopped in Washington, D.C. While there, I picked up an ammo can from a Army Surplus store (it seemed cool, never used it for anything, still have it). While walking around DC I met a guy who worked in the Capitol, and he invited me into his building. At the entrance, there was a security post checking bags. They patted down the sides of my backpack, but never even looked inside the ammo can. I guess it was too obvious.