Friday, November 19, 2010

TSA

I completely forgot about my experience at the airport until I began reading the horror stories of humiliating, invasive pat downs and full body scans. When I flew to Utah in August, I was called out of line to enter the body scan machine. I was to put my hands over my head. This is a stick up! A couple of minutes later after someone enjoyed the view, I got to go. I have since learned that they can pretty much see everything in the scan. Why not kill two birds? Telling me they found a lump, a mass, a tumor or a growth would have saved me at least one doctor's appointment.

Several groups are starting a ruckus. Here is one.

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