TSA...ah...ha...haha...hahahaha...buahahahahahahahahaha!!! I think I shall suffocate from laughter (or all the drinks...)
Before September 11th, Seattle's security was ran by a private company consisting of 90% Egyptian immigrants who's only English was "this way sir" or "search please ok."
After September 11th, the Egyptians are gone...replaced by every dreg and reprobate from society. And I'm not saying just those McDonalds workers who were tired of flipping fake burgers, but those who could be professional crackheads on the side (when they're not fumbling around playing "look for the bra" on the screening camera).
Now I shall discuss my experiences with TSA
, and then after, I will discuss how they should fix it. Perhaps some of this has been mentioned afore here...
in Charlotte Douglass KCLT: The day after that frigging nutbag from England decided to set his shoes on fire, I was flying from CLT
. And guess what? It was day one of "Take of your shoes and reveal your feet to the world." You take your shoes off at the only security terminal operating for ALL
morning flights that connect to all concourses at CLT
, after waiting 25 minutes in line wondering if you'll miss your flight. Even after removing all pocket change, wallets, cell phones (remember the old "Let me check your cell phone and please press a button"), other misc. metal things, and of course the shoes, having NO METAL on you except for the button and zipper on your jeans, you're asked to sit aside and place your feet on the foot pictures in front of a chair. After waiting five more minutes, they come to you, ask you all kinds of questions, do a body check, and then they want to check your shoes again. Meanwhile, Big ol' Bertha McFoo found something in your bag...oh no!!! Could it be...oh yes! You forgot to take yout your toenail clippers! Bertha gladly takes those and puts them in a trash can. And then they want to see my shoes again...
...I got to the gate right as they were shutting the door.
Now, I don't think I need to get into any more details...but...
Some fun TSA
There's a guy at Seattle who wears one of those long neckstrap keychains that says "I love Jesus" and his job is to search everyone in a wheelchair.
Homeboy Phattie loves to check all the girls at Midway...
A Mexican (or hispanic) guy who has this fetish for checking asian women. He checked my Fiancee a LITTLE TOO CLOSELY and then accidentally dropped MY
DIGITAL CAMERA that she was carrying. Broke the damned thing...
Some other guy, dark skinned, has a problem with being the subordinate and not the Grand Duchy of Security...at Seattle's N and D gate security, he was arguing with three people about how his way was better. Meanwhile, people were going off with their stuff without doing body checks and what not, as called by the xray and gate watcher person, who still can't speak english...
How to fix this???
Easy. Shoot all of them. Then, hire everyone from Airliners.net. WE
KNOW what the flying public EXPECTS and DESERVES. Those other people can go back to their trailers and smoke pot.
As for the government, President Shrubbery (aka Bush) should give half of his 87 billion-dollar-zero interest for 12 months-no down payment for 5 years-who care if it ruins the economy loan- to FIX TSA
and hire some real people.
I've had enough. And President Weedwhacker doesn't care. He just wants to start wars to look good. Hey, what's that old Japanese saying... 薮をつついて蛇を出す (Don't meet trouble half way) or the other Japanese saying... 山上に坐して相つつ虎の倒れるを待つ (He expects roasted chickens to fall into his mouth with ease). Those are metaphors, used as slang, and if directly translated, don't quite add up. Just ask a native Japanese speaker LOL.
I don't want to start a political debate here...but...you know how that old thing goes...
Let's hope that one day the flying public will revolt against TSA
and demand travelers rights and BETTER security. Not this egotistical pissing contest and "to each his own" style security checks.
Time for another martini...