Smarter Travel interviews a true believer

Dude, you're not helping us here. The smurfs may think that the amount of explosive one could hold in their mouth would be enough to take down a pl-.........

 

It's really not even that difficult.

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Well, the idiots are looking in short hair for WEI, might as well do a thorough job of it. Besides, how long do you think something like this would last before even more outrage voiced itself helping to end the dark days of TSA?

Straw Back Camel.

 

But as you know, they've forced many women to remove their breast prostheses. Forget what their website says. Forget what their rules. They don't follow their own rules. And they make up new ones on the spot. They have absolute power.

Here's what I planned on wearing to protect myself when I thought I had to make one last flight. Detailed description.

 

That's a bid card for "Give Me The Brain: TSA Edition".

Give me the brain: This fare has a web site printout. (6)

 

Therein lies their biggest problem: A complete & total lack of credibility because you can't trust what they say. If you call them on it, they make things up as they go or blame it on "we do things differently here". They don't really wield absolute power, if you need to fly somewhere, they have you over a barrel.

 

That and they stick you in the glass box and physically block you from leaving. Add in over-the-top retaliating big-show of surrounding you and extreme patdown to boot.

I blame the root of all this in lack of accountability and lack of serious repercussions.

 

I'm waiting for the day when someone who's both claustrophobic and also either a martial artist, football player, boxer, concrete worker, just-plain-HUEG-LIEK-XBOX, or otherwise capable of doing serious damage, freaks out and does some grievous bodily harm to the smurf-clerk "guarding" the opening to their attempted-shame box. That'll be fun to read about. I'm not claustrophobic and I'm no linebacker, but I am reasonably solidly-built (many thanks to the Park Ridge Community Center gym) and acutely apiphobic, so if someone released a jar full of bees in the penalty box, at 5'10" and about 215lbs - most of which is muscle and bone - coupled with my knowledge of martial-arts striking points, the smurf would be ill-advised to keep standing there to prevent my egress lest it get a knee to the groin or gut, a knee to the face, and my feet sprinting across its downed body as I make a beeline (no pun intended) away from the finger-wagging box.

The likelihood of a bunch of buzzing, stinging abominations from the seventh layer of (expletive deleted) being released in the airport is relatively slight. The likelihood of someone with claustrophobia losing their cool in TSA's look-at-the-people-we-want-you-to-begin-experiencing-feelings-of-scorn-for box is probably quite a bit higher, and it's only a matter of time before someone capable of bowling over a smurf-clerk winds up in that position.

 

Thank you for the details Lisa. Shame I would have to "dress for battle" just to get on an airplane.

 

I know. It's sickening. It's unreal that we even have to discuss this.

 

Remember Duke Leto's hollow filling with poison gas, from Dune?