Excuse me. Things have been busy the past couple of days, and not in a good way.
I’m afraid I’m going to stand by my original position. I have a shy and reserved streak in me, and I don’t like being touched by someone I don’t know. This is one reason I don’t like crowds. I am willing to put up with necessary indignities if I must and if I know they’re coming, but I’m still not convinced the search as it was described was necessary. It sounded more like a routine patdown search to me, and I think I’ve endured one.
Look, the reason things have been busy is I had to go to court yesterday to testify about a car accident I saw a year and a bit ago. To get into the courthouse, I had to go through a metal detector. Now, I freely admit I had animosity towards the defendant; he was high on cocaine, valium, and alcohol when he crossed the center line of a stretch of two-lane blacktop at over 40 mph and ran into a minivan carrying a family, resulting in severe injuries to them, not him. I wound up sitting less than 5 feet from him in the courtroom. I was wearing a high-necked, long-sleeved blouse, a longish skirt, stockings and a jacket. I could have hidden a great deal under there.
Hmmm. As I’ve been writing this, an interesting question has occurred to me. Did the metal detector go off when the woman went through it and, if it did, how would have it effected the situation? I think I still would not have wanted someone to examine my breasts as thoroughly as described. I would, instead, have offered to take off not just my top and bra, but everything else, if need be and be rescanned, but I do not want strangers touching me.
My body belongs to me; not the airline, not the national government, not national security screeners. I do not sign over the rights to it when I buy an airline ticket. I’ve also got some severe doubts about the efficacy, and a reasonable experiment has occured to me. As I mentioned back on page 1, I knit. As such, I have a few cable needles. They’re straight metal, less than 1/4" in diameter with a curve in the middle, a bit like this:
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The longest one I have is 5" long. It could easily be used as a weapon. Since Bosda’s not available ;), tonight or tomorrow, if a gentleman I know and trust is willing to cooperate, I’ll try concealing it in my bra and seeing if he can detect it with a routine patdown, something which I repeat I don’t object to simply because it’s not worth it. If it he can’t, we’ll try a search the way the OP described it. If that still doesn’t work, we’ll see what it takes to find it, a la Mythbusters, although I don’t think they’d be able to use this for an episode.
Basically, if someone can convince me that the measures TSA wanted to take are likely to detect something a routine patdown wouldn’t, I’ll probably change my mind. I’m pretty sceptical, though. Among other things, an elaborate hairstyle could easily hide a weapon or two amongst the bobby pins, although I might raise an eyebrow at a woman who was subjecting elaborately coiffured hair to the rigors of flying.
CJ