Re: Another TSA travesty
I don't fly. It's so aggravating it's an issue with my heart condition.
Because of my paceaker, I'm always automatically subjected to the infamous patdown.
I don't mind the process, I mind the time it takes while they get me ready, then preen and explain every step so solicitously as they try impress me with their importance.
Last time, I told the guy to just skip the sermon and get it done. Dumb sumbitch called for his Supervisor; another five minutes in the penalty box.
We went down to Disney two weeks ago. We drove. Four adults, two teens, and a shreiking two year-old shoehorned into a Grand Caravan Crew for three days, two nights each way was preferable to that airline dog and pony show. And have you looked at what they're charging for the insult lately?
Between the Arabs sucking us dry for the oil, and the TSA playing whack-a-mole with a microscope trying to find other, slightly different quasi Arab loonies, it's a wonder the entire Middle East isn't already reduced to a glass parking lot. Honestly, the only problem with getting oil from the Middle East is the kiss-my-ass archaic morons who are squatting atop it all. They need re-educating regarding their true importance in the world order. I see neutrons in their future; not much else would seem to be an adequate means of addressing the situation at its root cause. Just call it tough love gone postal.
Religious tolerance my rosy red butt; I've had it with everyone and his Mullah insisting I live my life in complete harmony with whatever dogma they're selling this week. Try the next guy, maybe he'll give a...^%#$.
Ask me about this again tomorrow, maybe then I'll tell you how I <span style="font-style: italic">really</span> feel about it...
Greg