It’s not a tantrum and it’s not any limitation on myself. I have principles and being felt up and my personal effects rumbled through violate those principles.
And as for limiting myself, I truly have seen all that I wish to see. I have been all over Europe and to Asia and Latin America, my friend. Those places that still interest me are within the limits of my car. And it certainly does not limit myself to 200 miles; where in the hell did you get that number? I am in the process of buying myself a small travel trailer to attach to either my full-size Chevy Silverado pick-up or my Buick Roadmaster station way to see the parts of U.S. that I haven’t been.
Too bad that you don’t mind being treated like cattle. You haven’t much in the way of personal dignity, I suppose.
That’s station way, not station way.
>> You haven’t much in the way of personal dignity, I suppose.<<
You’re the one cringing in fear at home. Me, the screening is no worse than it was before 9/11 other than taking the shoes off, which I no longer need to do. I have over 2 million miles since 9/11 and I haven’t encountered any of these horrors you hear about from time to time. If you have flown since the 1970s (since metal detectors) it is no different now than then for the most part.
I imagine you don’t drive because only the sheep follow the Man’s rules. Better to walk than have all them dad-blasted POlice getting after you like they do the rest of the sheep.
Just chatter your teeth away in your “I am so scared I have to take my home with me” mobile.