I am on the road again. Actually I am in the airports again. That means contact with our version of the RCMP: The TSA. I have never consented to go through the new radiation scanners. That means I get regular pat-downs. So far it has been more an attack on my rights as a citizen than an affront to my personhood. They tend to be polite and professional. I would guess that tyranny is often polite and professional at first. But it is still tyranny.
What is really strange is that there is no pattern to when I get the simple scan or the pat down. I guess that is there version of random so that terrorists won’t know what to expect. Maybe if the police were allowed to search random houses that would be okay, too.
I am just grateful that the terrorists are not as clever or as committed as they want you to think.
Happy traveling.
homo unius libri
Do they have two lines labeled "radio-active pornography" and "licentious groping.?"
ReplyDeleteYes, but they keep switching the signs depending on the mood of the staff. I have had times where the person ahead of me went through the old scanner and I was gropped. (is that a word?)
DeleteMaybe they like old bald men.
Grace and peace.