If there’s nothing you hate more than doffing your shoes to walk barefooted or shuffle in your socks through security screenings at the airport, well, we hate to be the ones to tell you, but that’s going to be your reality for awhile. The Transportation Security Administration has been shelling out millions to test not one but four different scanners that would let us keep our shoes on at security checkpoints, and none of them are doing well enough to be used.
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I refuse to fly anymore because I can get no help getting my shoes off or on and the security folks insist on x-raying my knee replacements and looking at the scars. I don’t need nor want that kind off scrutiny any more.
I want an airport and airline for the rest of us who are not paranoid and afraid. I fear getting run over on the road way by some crazy more
that is the real answer, STOP COMPLYING!!!
as soon as enough of us refuse to be felt up by a double digit IQ TSA tard the sooner they will go away….
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Everyone should have to fly nude.
Yes, there a are a lot of gross fat people, but you’d see lots of nice boobies too…
As previously posted, the shoe scanning is something the previous head tried to get rid of, but the work is ongoing. This was considered a primary weakness to be exploited by hijackers, with one shoe bomber caught, and plans for various designs known. It is also possible that the plane that crashed after 9/11 out of JFK was a successful shoe bomber. Or perhaps you believe the official story.
BARE FOOT
nAKED…
NOW all we need is the kitchen..
I just don’t care anymore.
I’ll be flying in December and I will once yet again have to submit to these stupid internal exams, grab my ankles while I totter round holding onto everything because I fall if I don’t, sending my cane through the scanner and having to teeter until I get my hands on it again.
Fuck, I hate flying… But I really hate it since the TSA was created…
(You think blacks get targeted by police? Try being a handicapped traveler. Fuck me if I don’t get pulled out of line EVERY single fucking time.)
Be thankful you don’t have prosthetic legs.
I wonder what happens to women with radical mastectomies and prosthetic boobs.