So, with the holiday season, we have enormous amounts of air traffic and matching lines at the airport along with all the anger over the backscatter radiation bodyscanners.
And, as seems inevitable in this world, some TSA agent is so very monkey-ate-my-brains stupid that when a high school girls’ netball team went through security, he dropped trou, and pursued a little extracurricular dolphin polishing until his own airhole blew out. He did end up getting arrested and hauled out of his booth, but not before he used up his turtle wax.
Article here
But he’s not the one I’m pitting. His brand of mouth-breather stupidity is fairly garden variety, and with 50K employees working for the TSA, a few of the pervs will appear normal enough to get hired.
No, no. I save my pitting for Rodney Schroeder, the head of the TSA’s scanning department. His answer to CNN was:
His answer is so balls-out moronic that I wonder how genuine the article is. If it is, this man needs to be unemployed, immediately. Hey, let’s curse in a quote to a major media outlet. Then, let’s imply that it’s the Arabs who are out to get us. All of them. Not Al Qaeda or the Taliban or the occasional insane person, but “the Arabs”. Because only Arabs hijack planes. :rolleyes: So, in order not to get blowed up real good by Teh Nasty Arab, we have to let them see our “private parts”.
That’s the part that really gets me. First, we have this problem with TSA agents saving naked pics to their hard drive, and one at least who doesn’t even have the patience to get home before getting busy. Second, sorry, but no one’s going to wear any type of explosive like a merkin when all they have to do is tuck it away in a body cavity and then use the toilet to retrieve it.
The scanners don’t work. Period. Not because of some technical difficulty, but because of a ground level conceptual flaw. The only thing it’s accomplished is pissing a lot of people off, wasting a lot of time, encouraging the pervs to go into government service, and turning a government agency into The Enemy. I haven’t heard a single person say they feel safer.
So, Mr. Shroeder, do us a favor. Take your useless scanners, take your patdowns, take your pervs, take your defensiveness and your blame-the-victim/nice-country-shame-if-something-happened-to-it extortion, fold them until they’re all sharp edges, and ram them up your puckered, belly crawling excuse for an anal sphincter and leave the rest of us the hell ALONE!