Kieran wasn’t the only one traveling internationally today for the ASA meetings. It was interesting to watch the myriad of items accumulating in the bins scattered alongside the security line. There seemed to be some interesting perfumes in there (well, at least the containers looked interesting), otherwise, just a bunch of half-empty water bottles, toothpaste, shaving cream and lotion. I wondered whether they would let you take an empty water bottle in, but I decided not to test the system. The wait was longer than usual, but still not impossible (this in the Premier check-in area though). I was also curious to see whether the hotel would be ready for the numerous people showing up without toothpaste. Having forgotten French for toothpaste, I mumbled something about brushing teeth, but before I could finish the sentence, the concierge handed me a small tube. Good for them. (Yes, of course I could’ve asked in English, but what’s the fun in that?)
As for getting through passport control, I continue to be unimpressed by Canadian immigration officials. After greeting the guy with a friendly Bonsoir I was asked why I was visiting. I mentioned the sociology meetings, which was only so obvious given that even the official greeting signs at the airport had the ASA written on them and at least half my flight was sociologists. (When I assumed about the couple standing next to me a minute earlier that they were here for the ASA they asked if it was that obvious. Isn’t it?) Anyway, the passport control guy got on the offensive to push me on “what about the sociology meetings”? What about them? I’m giving some talks. I wonder if he was that combative with the Americans. (Don’t bother getting on my case about how this doesn’t sound combative. It was, perhaps you had to be there.)
In any case, the city looks neat from my 23rd floor room. I look forward to exploring it this weekend.
{ 18 comments }
agm 08.11.06 at 1:03 am
Would the best revenge be to use such people as opportunities to rehearse a talk?
Baptiste 08.11.06 at 1:32 am
Toothpaste ? that “dentifrice” (den-tee-freece)
Aaron_M 08.11.06 at 3:40 am
The last time you wrote about how bad Canadian immigration is I, in an irritated mood, quickly wrote a sarcastic comment pointing out the obvious that American immigration hardly has a reputation for pleasant treatment of foreigners. But it was quickly deleted because we should be able to be critical of other countries without constantly being met by ‘your country isn’t any better’ comments.
But I can no longer resist sharing the following with you…
The last time I had the pleasure of basking in the professionalism of US customs the officer, while digitally recording my Swedish partner, bemoaned that he could not do the same to me because I am Canadian. The reason for his despondency was, and I quote, “Canadians are the worst [terrorist] offenders.†Ah yes the scourge of international Canadian terrorism, a factoid he surely learned through one of your fine American broadcasting corporations.
The officer’s tone and attitude made it obvious that he was attempting to entrap me into a rebuttal, a course of action that was observably enough to warrant an aggressive full body & cavity search. I was luckily able to keep my mouth shut. Although it would have normally been worth the price on ‘hand’ for the privilege and sweet satisfaction of testifying to this gentleman’s vast putziness, the officer, big surprise, was also an enormous fatty that had surely been issued extra large surgical gloves.
Eszter 08.11.06 at 4:02 am
Aaron, you’re welcomed to share these stories, I’m sure others have them as well. But are you following my stories enough to understand that I’m not an American citizen? So when you say “your American [xyz]” I am not sure to whom “your” refers. If I was an American citizen, I wouldn’t have needed a visa to go to Canada in the first place (as per my last post about all this). And I wouldn’t have compared myself to Americans in this one. I have been traveling to the US as a foreigner since I was nine years old. My point was simply that in all that time I personally have never experienced the type of rudeness that Canadian immigration officers have exhibited twice now (out of my four occasions to visit, one of which was a border crossing in a car full of Americans).
In general, there are countless stories of people having a hard time with American immigration officers so what you’re saying is not that surprising. I mention my stories precisely because rarely do people discuss Canadian officials in this realm and I think it’s interesting to point out that in some cases they are not that different from – or possibly even worse than – what one hears about American officers.
Baptiste, thanks, once I had the tube I could look on it to identify the word. I don’t know why I forgot, it’s not exactly a hard word to remember. (And thanks, no pronounciation key necessary. When I’m not forgetting the names of everyday objects, I’m actually quite good with French having lived in Geneva for a year taking college classes. Unfortunately, that was ten years ago so without much opportunity to practice, I have a hard time remembering some words.)
Aaron_M 08.11.06 at 4:33 am
“But are you following my stories enough to understand that I’m not an American citizen?”
Obviously not, but I do think I am following them enough to get your intended point,
“that in some cases they are not that different from – or possibly even worse than – what one hears about American officers.”
So being asked why you are visiting the country (gosh!) is worse than being called a terrorist.
I do not see anything wrong with your latest encounter as you describe it but I am wondering about your expectations?
Eszter 08.11.06 at 6:02 am
Since you’re not following my posts that closely, I’ll repeat this part now: Don’t bother getting on my case about how this doesn’t sound combative.
someone7 08.11.06 at 6:23 am
Here’s a true story about border controls that involves my father – economics professor specialized in game theory – attending an academic conference in Israel. Entering the country was basically uneventful, what was interesting occurred on the way out … A young, female Israeli soldier, holding a pretty intimidating machine gun, asked my father at the last check-out point in the airport what had he been doing during the one-week stay in her country. The following exchange ensued (not literally, but so you can get a reasonably accurate impression):
Answer (A): I attended an academic conference.
Question (B): And what was the conference about and how did you participate?
A: It was about economics and I presented my latest paper.
Q: And what was the paper about?
A: Game theory.
Q: Could you be more precise, please?
A: Well, game theory may be defined as the study of strategic situations where players choose different actions in an attempt to maximize their returns.
Q: Hmmmm. That doesn’t sound much like economics to me but, rather, something closer to politics. Could you please stand out of the line, please, I’ll have to interrogate you further in a separate room.
A: Wait, wait, sorry if what I said sounded confusing. I really am an academic, and I really didn’t come here to do any politics. You see, this thing, game theory, is a field of economic science that proves very useful when you have to adopt far-reaching decisions in the context of complex markets and organizations. For example, at a board of directors of a multinational company, with many members and several apparently contradictory interests on the table, it is possible to adopt more efficient decisions if you apply certain previously tested theorems. One of such theorems is the subject matter of the paper I presented this week here, in your beautiful country.
Q: Let me see that paper.
A: (Quickly shuffling through the briefcase) Here you go. See, the title clearly indicates it’s about economics and decision-making, and its full of strange mathematical formulas.
Q: Ok, ok, you convinced me. You may leave now. Have a pleasant trip, Sir.
Cranky Observer 08.11.06 at 7:31 am
Reminds me of a friend of mine re-entering the United States with only 90 days left on his student visa. When he told the immigration officer he was finishing up his PhD, the guy hit him with “how many pages of your thesis are finished? How many are you writing per day? Who are the members of your defense committee? How many times per week are you meeting with your advisor?” He said it was worse than any meeting withe the department chair.
I too have had some unpleasant experiences with Canadian immigration, but in fairness their job is to be obnoxious. Canada is a desirable place to immigrate to, legally or illegally, and the immigration dudes are charged with ferreting out those who plan to stay beyond their leave.
Cranky
Aaron_M 08.11.06 at 8:12 am
“Don’t bother getting on my case about how this doesn’t sound combative.”
Say something silly (and I might add combative) and then ban your respondents from commenting on the silly part. Cool debate strategy!
Mary Catherine Moran 08.11.06 at 9:23 am
Obvious to other sociologists on their way to the meeting, yes. But I wonder why you think this should have been obvious to the Canadian customs official?
C. L. Ball 08.11.06 at 11:12 am
Of course, with the official greeting signs announcing the ASA, anyone who was not an ASA-attendee could lie and say they were, so it seems reasonable that customs would interrogate people further to see who was a real attendee and who was not. But this can be done rudely or politely.
I have not been there, but I am told by flyers through Schiphol that immigration and departure questions are more intense than what most people experience in the US.
That said, I am suprised, even when re-entering the US as an American citizen, when I smile and say “hello” cheerfully (which takes me some effort after a long flight and standing in line) to an immigration officer, by how often I get an expressionless non-response.
nick s 08.11.06 at 12:08 pm
I have not been there, but I am told by flyers through Schiphol that immigration and departure questions are more intense than what most people experience in the US.
Not ‘intense’, but pointed, polite and done at the gate (as is the hand-baggage screening). I fly through Schiphol a lot — it’s easier than going through one of the London terminals — and I’ve always been impressed by the security; as opposed to the security theatre of the TSA.
mitch 08.11.06 at 3:04 pm
Re: #7. I personally had a very similar experience. On leaving, the security person very cordially asked questions about my stay and then questions about the conference, about the subject, about my paper. Somebody was actually -interested- in my research! I was talking, and talking, and explaining, and talking, and I pulled out my paper and was showing him diagrams and explaining what it -really- meant and…, oh, of course I packed all my bags myself…, but people really missed the importance of my paper and… oh, yes, they’ve never been out of my sight since I packed… well they were in the trunk of the taxi but… well, there’s still more interesting slides I could show you and… oh, OK, yes. yes. Of course yes…yes…thanks. Thanks so much. And -you- have a good day too.
Tracy W 08.11.06 at 3:56 pm
Well can I share a story about a nice, sensible American immigration agent?
I came through LAX mid-November for a 4 month stay, the agent checked my passport and asked me:
“I gotta know. Why are you leaving New Zealand in the summer and coming to the winter?”
I gave him the look. “Have you ever spent a summer in Christchurch?”
“Fair enough. Enjoy your stay.”
Eszter 08.11.06 at 11:05 pm
Someone7 – Israeli border control guards are extremely well trained in interrogating people. Isn’t El Al the safest airline?
SusanC 08.12.06 at 2:10 pm
I had a trip to Canada recently, and I also found their immigration officials considerably more unpleasant than the U.S. ones (I’m an EU citizen).
Sure, they’re just doing their job: I expect to be asked some random questions to check that my story is consistent. But it’s just the *manner* in which they do it at Canadian immigration that gets me.
someone7 08.12.06 at 2:36 pm
Eszter:
Someone7 – Israeli border control guards are extremely well trained in interrogating people. Isn’t El Al the safest airline?
(Sorry I didn’t answer before, but I haven’t been close to my computer the last 48h)About El Al I really wouldn’t know out of personal experience because I haven’t flown that airline. My father has and, to his recollection, everything went very well. About the qualifications of the border control guards, and specifically the one that interrogated my father, I would say that her questioning whether my father’s work was really more politics than economics proves that she indeed was well trained. I mean, game theory is a rather dense discipline with some obvious parallels with, for example, the process of analysis and decision making in diplomacy. Now that I remember, another one of my father’s papers was mentioned in the online version of Nature, under a title that was something like “Machiavellian tactics modelled” . . .
engels 08.14.06 at 8:55 pm
Ah yes the scourge of international Canadian terrorism
Death to America, eh?
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