The electorate wants things that look like solutions, even when they aren’t:
You might laugh but I remember the 1982 Tylenol thing and that is now why we’re all condemned, when we need a painkiller or OTC antihistamine out of a new box, to have to:
1. Pry the heavily-glued-shut box open
2. Remove the silly plastic “sleeve” that has been heat-shrunk onto the cap and neck of the bottle, and fewer of them have convenient tear-strips than they should. (“A pair of scissors, my kingdom for a pair of scissors” she cries, while searching the house mid-headache)
3. Punch through a “sealed for your protection” (the fig-leaf they put on foods is “sealed for freshness”) foil or foam capper
4. Dig out the cotton that’s stuffed in there, I presume to either keep the pills from breaking or to serve as a bit of a desiccant
All of this because an employee in the company poisoned some capsules … in which case all those things would not have prevented it.
Add several more steps if your remedy of choice has even the slightest resemblance to methamphetamine.