So, you “dump” the terminal, inconvenience a thousand passengers, delay a dozen flights, out of an “abundance of [faux] caution” and cost passengers and taxpayers hundreds of thousands of dollars. You still can’t find the poor guy (in the red shirt, pink hat, with the garbage bag and urn) – so, you just let everyone go about their business. How is this security, exactly? Can someone explain this to me? Oh, I know: it isn’t. But hell, it makes Joe and Joan Six Pack feel safe, so it’s worth it.