Summer is my time to get to know the TSA up close and personal. I spend a fair amount of time in airports. Each trip means a trek through the screening process. I am refusing to go through the new radiation dispensers so I live in suspense waiting to find out if I can walk through the old way or receive cheap thrills the new way.
My son introduced me to the marvelous efficiency of the screening process. I was getting ready to get in line when he said, “Down stairs there is another entrance with short lines and no new scanners.” Huh? Sounds like a win-win to me, but can it be true?
Actually, yes. We went down a level. There was no line. There were no radiation dispensers. I walked up, showed my ID, emptied my pockets, took off my shoes and belt and walked through the non-golden arches. All that was left was putting myself back together.
If my geek son who can’t remember where he left his keys can figure this out, what about the terrorists?
Do you feel more secure?
homo unius libri
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