It was an incident that has most certainly left Gregory Hines and Fred Astaire fidgeting in their graves. It involved a homophobic senator, an international airport, and an undercover cop. It has become
the most infamous case of mislead footsies this decade and one of the most infamous bathroom scandals of all time. And it was all made possible by roughly one foot of space between the floor and the stall partition in one particular men's room in the Minneapolis St. Paul International Airport.
That space is about to disappear, says Metropolitan Airports Commission spokesman Patrick Hogan. The restroom in which Senator Larry Craig was arrested, along with one other, will be refitted with longer dividers that reach down almost to the floor. According to Hogan, the cost of changing the stall dividers will be $25,000. The airport has decided to spend the money on dividers instead of putting in cameras or hiring extra police patrols -- tactics that have been implemented in other airports.
Although there are eighty bathrooms in the airport, these are the only two to be renovated -- to renovate all of them would cost around one million dollars. These two bathrooms were chosen because of their location in the highest traffic area of the airport, near the main shops and restaurants (as well as the forty-one arrests on suspicion of "illicit sexual behavior" and the raves they've been getting on cruising websites).
Since Larry Craig's arrest, there have been almost no complaints of non-indigestion-related indiscretions in the restrooms in question -- the publicity seems to have taken care of the incidents, at least for the time being. But are the renovations worth $25,000? Were the funds well-spent? Will they be effective? Or will people just adapt to the complications and use them to their advantage, finding another way of pairing off -- probably outside the restroom before entering -- and then using the partitions as added privacy?
I think they will. Since the stall partitions were chosen instead of extra patrols or cameras, it occurred to me that, after the heat wears off, this will only make these restrooms even more private.
I found myself thinking of the human mind while researching this article. It's a devious little thing. It found ways around the Roman oppression during Christian times. It found ways to hide slaves in safe houses during the Civil War. It found a way to expose the Watergate scandal. It found ways to sneak beer into college dorms, not to mention co-eds. So now the bathroom stalls are even more private. With no cameras and no extra police, how much longer until the devious human mind replaces the ritual of inter-stall footsie with standing next to a certain bar, or gift shop, or collection of miniature Remington statues in the duty-free shop? The mating ritual that was once limited to a space between commercial tile and steel will now certainly migrate somewhere else, perhaps somewhere near poorly-made sportswear proclaiming "My friend went to St. Paul and all I got was this lousy t-shirt." It may become as insidious as ordering a certain drink in a certain bar while seated at a certain stool.
Will this act of renovation end promiscuity in the Minneapolis St. Paul International Airport and ensure that the only moans men hear in the stalls are due to the food court a few gates down the concourse? I'm not holding my breath.