There is a small international east European airport I know well, of the sort with a sparse gather of Ryan Air, easyjet and GermanWings A320s on the tarmac and a single contiguous terminal building. The security area has two lines, one of which works.
To be fair, they only use the line with the non-working scanner when, say, three flights are scheduled for the same hour. And they've turned the sensitivity up on the detector arch to compensate, so that anyone with a full load of haemoglobin in their red blood cells will set it off. But watching them pretending to look at the blank screen of the inoperative scanner when carefully assembled trays of cabin bags, laptops, belts, coats and little plastic bags of toothpaste pass down a conveyor belt and straight through the useless box does make you wonder. And in particular it makes me wonder if they make any effort at all to scan the hold luggage, hidden from view. Or whether they check all bags and packages brought airside by their own staff.
As is the way with such things, when an international airport security inspection is scheduled, working scanners and additional staff are no doubt shipped in from the capital and everyone obeys the rules for a day.
Frau Merkel's people
Der Spiegel carries a comprehensive piece on the domestic damage to Frau Merkel from the migrant crisis. The conclusion seems to be that she has been holed below the waterline and has a 10deg list which has stabilised, and that engines and pumps are holding. With careful handling and some dock time she can be saved; she is safe from sinking unless something catastrophic happens.
I'd be tempted to continue the Tirpitz analogy except I'm not sure whether having her in place if we vote to Leave will be a good thing or a bad thing. What seems clear, as I predicted previously, is that Germany is now full and she can do little herself to keep the borders open into 2016, putative Nobel gong or not. Which means that very shortly several tens of thousands of Afghan economic migrants who have started their journey are going to be piling up somewhere.