We have got to stop this.
Penthouse letter?
When everyone stops flying they will stop molesting their customers.
You stop this by getting rid of the problem. Get rid of the problem and there is no need for the machines or the pat downs. For some reason, our government won’t admit this yet. We need to be proactive rather than reactive.
Stop it you just woke up little Al baby this thread will not last long
I don’t care how many people get blown out of the sky. This is just wrong. If the next terrorist conceals a bomb in his rectum, will we all line up for an anal exam before we can board our flights?
This is absolutely useless when there is uninspected cargo loaded on every flight in America, as the UPS episodes revealed.
We are truly a nation of sheep, not worth of liberty, if we succumb to treatment like this from the government.
That happened to me when o got on the cross town bus the other day
Whadayasay guys?!
And our official drink:
She needs to sue them—TSA and Dayton Airport. Let’s get this in the courts as fast as possible.
I’m thinking of showing up in flip-flops, shorts (no undies), and a sweater which I will remove at the last moment to reveal a flourescent T-Shirt with the following printed on it:
“F*** Janet Napolitano!”
And in my shorts, carry a large printed version of the 4th Amendment, wrapped in tin foil.
Ha!
By the end of the decade passengers will be forced to drink a laxative, then sit in open view on a glass toilet bowl until they crap
ML/NJ
I witnessed this last night at O’Hare. Thankfully I got in the standard metal detector line. Young woman was felt up. A young man had a TSA agent squat behind him and reach up to cup the “junk” all right out in the open.
If I were a TSA employee, I’m quite certain that I’d be looking for another job (either for insubordination after being fired, or proactivly on my own).
There are some jobs one just has to refuse.
Would you feel safer getting on a plane with zero security and no muslims or a plane with pre-boarding full body cavity search and a single muslim passenger?
This is not a trick question
Very unpleasant experience today with TSA employees on a mission from God to conduct full body pat-downs whenever they could. You’ve heard about it. You’ve seen it on television. Well, it actually happened to me this morning and I almost went to jail over it.
I was attempting to fly out of Sarasota, Florida to Atlanta, Georgia today. I cleared security and got out to my gate only to discover the flight was delayed for another hour and a half. So I exited the boarding area and went to one of the restaurants in the main terminal. When I attempted to go back through security I was detained and told to sit in a Plexiglas cubical. I was now separated from my carry-on bag, my shoes, wallet, cell phone, watch and belt. Eventually a TSA employee entered and began to describe the procedures he was going to use to pat-down my entire body. I declined, and said I wanted to go back through the scanner. After all, I had cleared it earlier in the morning, and there was nothing new on my person. Perhaps it was just a misreading.
Well, they would have none of that. A very pompous little supervisor came over and asked me if I wanted to fly today. I informed him that was my intention. Otherwise, why would I be in his little plexiglass cubical. I told him I did not wish to submit to the full body pat-down because I believe it is unwarranted and potentially an unconstitutional invasion of my right to privacy—you know, the privacy right the Supreme Court says is in the Constitution even though there are no such words to that effect. Not persuaded by my argument, the supervisor told me to submit or he would have me arrested. I asked what law I was allegedly violating. He said refusal to submit to federal authority. I replied that I thought there were less intrusive alternatives. He said “No,” and once again demanded that I submit. I declined, so he brought over his superior and three Sheriff’s deputies. Now it was getting interesting.
So much time was taken up with all this nonsense that I missed my flight. When I informed them that I wished to leave the screening area so I could see about another flight I was advised that I was not allowed to leave. Now that I had tripped into their briar patch I either submitted to their search or face arrest. I contemplated the arrest scenario in earnest. When I was in law school 30 years ago, I don’t recall things being like this. Certainly there have been some changes, especially after 9-11, but full body pat-downs and groping of genitalia? When did all this come about Janet Napolitano? Last week? Well, I don’t think it will be around six months from now, so enjoy it while you can.
Facing certain arrest if I refused to submit to their police tactics, I agreed to the search and was led to a private cubical with frosted glass to keep things a bit more private. A Sheriff’s deputy stood inside because I said I did not wish to be without witnesses should the TSA employee get a bit too frisky while feeling every inch of my body, and I do mean “every inch!” Ladies, you are going to love this new procedure when you get singled out for “special” treatment. And guys, you are not going to like it one bit. No happy ending!
Naturally, the extraordinary feel-down didn’t produce anything explosive, or otherwise. Nevertheless, I was informed that the contents of my carry-on bag needed to be searched. Once again, I protested, informing them that it had already passed through screening on the x-ray conveyor belt. Well, now things were different. Now that I was getting the “special” treatment, the entire contents of my bag were laid out on the table for all to see. About 13 local and federal agents gathered around for this little training exercise, or as our beloved President Obama would call it, a “teachable moment.” Fortunately, I wasn’t carrying any sexy lingerie or other items that could cause one to blush. And the extra look-through didn’t produce anything explosive or dangerous, even though I mentioned that my house key could be used to poke out someone’s eye. They failed to see the humor in that observation and stuffed my belongings back into the bag and escorted me out of the screening area and into the ticketing terminal. I got booked on a late afternoon flight, rented a car for three hours ($18 is a lot cheaper than a taxi), and came home to catch on some work before returning to the brave new world of TSA dominance.
As a Million Miler with Delta, I have a little bit of experience with this whole flying thing. I was flying long before 9-11 brought about all this beefed up security and intrusiveness. I’ve faced plenty of airport security issues about the decade, had valuable items stolen from my checked bags by TSA employees, and now this arrogant display of unbridled assault and battery on my body, all in the name of protecting the American public. I publish this missive and add my voice to the growing tide of rebellion over this unprecedented intrusion against our personal freedom.
Now, it’s time to head back to the airport and pray that there has been a shift change in the screening area. If not, please come visit me wherever they decide to lock me up.
I'm getting mildy turned on here...