It's been a few years since I have flown on an airplane. When a round-trip ticket to Chicago (a 90 minute flight) peaked $400 I threw in the towel. But now we have a new reason not to fly: invasive body searches. Neat!
So, here's where we're at as a country: In order for a person to get on an airplane they have two choices when they approach the security screening... Let TSA take a naked picture of you, or let TSA fondle your junk. No, it doesn't help when people say it's the same for everyone. That means we're all guilty until proven innocent.
I really don't have a problem with security or authority. The pat-down might be a bit much. But I think my real gripe is with the naked x-rays. Can there be a more unflattering image of our nude selves? I think I'd rather just take off all my clothes for the TSA. Then at least I could suck in my gut or strike a sexy pose and flex a muscle.Better yet, let's just deposit all our clothes in a bin before we get on the plane and fly naked. Fun! There'll be more than ears poppin'! Hey-Oooo!
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