If strangers are going to look at my naked body, I want to get paid for it. And if I'm going to expose myself to radiation, I expect to get a diagnosis out of it. These are two of several reasons I chose this morning to declare "opt out" while approaching the relatively new TSA full body scanners.
What happened next? I walked through the old machines, received a full body pat down ("back of the hands on the sensitive regions"), and was done. It took all of three minutes. and I felt content by this small experiment.
Then I saw three adults stroll through the old machines without needing to get the pat down for the simple reason they had babies in their hands. Makes sense from a humanity perspective but is utterly nonsensical from a security point of view. If our country is truly committed to eliminating security holes, do we really think a clever and determined terrorist would not find a baby to carry through?
The obvious answer is no. This is why so many experts on security and quality journalists refer to TSA's airport procedures as security theater. It doesn't actually protect us, just puts on a show. Some would go a step further and argue it's a Bush/Cheney test of our willingness to surrender our liberties that Obama has perpetuated.
As Julie knows all too well, every time I experience this farce the different parts of my brain battle and fortunately the part that governs patient thoughtful response wins. Today was the first time I actually tested the system.
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