One wonders whether, if all the great Captains out there were allowed to use their superior good judgement as to who they would and would not let into the flightdeck, why one would need the prohibition anyway?
On the one hand argue against ID cards that further emasculate us, yet kowtow to the insanity that obliges/permits/allows me to carry a crew member who I've never come across in my life on the jumpseat, but not my father?
Talk about the law being an ass.
By the way, looking at it through another prism, the Bud Holland story is the story of a desperately incompetent management.
Some years ago (but post 9/11), I flew with an old Captain, who mid-way through the flight, admitted his extremely handicapped child and quite ill wife (they both died not long after I believe) to the flightdeck in complete contravention of the rules.
In the circumstances, I did not object, although, to be honest, I was not consulted a priori as to my opinion on the matter.
What would you have done?