Usually I refuse to fly because of the TSA. While annoying I can deal with the decreased service of airlines (food? legroom?) but this stuff they are doing to let the terrorists win is where I draw the line. Before the nake-o-skopes the TSA was just annoying, now they are power-mad ... especially since Obama supported the naked-o-skopes. So I simply refuse to fly, half out of my personal feelings, half as a sympathy protest for the people their policies affect the most (previously sexually assaulted, pre-operative/non-operative transgendered people, etc). Anyway, this weekend my in-laws and spouse wanted to visit their family for the weekend and were flying to do so. Against my better judgement I agreed to go along. Flying out from DC was no problem (just an x-ray) aside from the silliness of having to take off my shoes but flying back from Logan was when the 'fun' started. I noticed they were putting EVERYONE through the scanner so when they motioned me to it I said 'I opt out'. Immediately after I said so there was a shout from the agent "WE HAVE AN OPT-OUT!!" I was also directed to stand next to the scanner. Right next to where everyone would walk by me, an implied 'this is what happens when you do not act like sheep'. I informed the male agent that it was my right to be patted down by someone of the same gender (I could hear several female agents in the area). His reply to me ended with 'sir'. While most people would just brush this off as a lip of the tongue I am a transsexual woman. I could not help noticing the slight but also knew that I could not call the TSA on it as gender identity is not a federally protected class. Sometime after another woman opted out ("WE HAVE ANOTHER OPT-OUT!!") they finally found an agent who could do the pat-down. Really TSA? You are that short-staffed when I could see plenty of you around? She then got my things and led me somewhere else for the pat down. As people here probably know. The pat down was well beyond what the police do when they capture known criminals. In any other circumstance it would be a clear case of sexual assault. I was tempted to ask for dinner and a movie in return. Everything was not over yet. Leaving the area I got quizzical looks from my group why I had taken so long and explained I opted out as I refuse to go through their scanners. The reply was they wished I had said so ahead of time. Letting me see yet one more tool the TSA uses to encourage people not to opt out: peer pressure.