Showing posts with label TSA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TSA. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Top Ten Questions To Ask Yourself Before Becoming a TSA Agent: David Letterman

As promised, David Letterman's Top 10 list from November 22, 2010.

Top Ten Questions to Ask Yourself Before Becoming A TSA Agent

10."Do I need a degree in groping?"

9."Am I only doing this for the sweet-ass TSA uniform?"

8."If I find explosive underpants, may I keep them?"

7."Will I enjoy being cursed at 40 hours a week for minimum wage?"

6."If I find explosive underpants, may I keep them?" Dammit that was number 8. Who checks these things anyway?"

5."Should I practice by frisking people on the street?"

4."In five years, whose pants do I see my hands in?"

3."Do I really want to know what a fat guy's thighs feel like?"

2."May I frisk myself?"

1."What's the closest airport to Shakira's house?"

OS has put BigSis and TSA Head John Pistole on a personal countdown list, e.g., How many more days of utter idiocy, bullying of passengers, strip-searches of little boys and little old ladies, hour-long lines, unsold airline seats, flight delays (that will begin to affect air travel around the world) and daily humiliations at the hands of Letterman and his writers, before they are finally sacked.

They may make it through Christmas, maybe past January 1, but they won't survive the seating of the new Congress, when a Republican majority takes over the committees begins asking the hard questions, and issuing the subpeonas. By that time, the lawsuits will be stacking up on the doorstep of BigSis's office.

If they plan ahead, they can start now, shredding the papers and wiping the hard drives that document just how venal and inept they are. Circulate the resume for the next job, arrange to sell what they carry around in their heads to the Syrians, get a few talking head gigs on MSNBC scheduled, and generally prepare to get out of Dodge with some cash to keep them warm.

If Thanksgiving weekend goes pear-shaped, they'll be gone next week, with no time to cover their trail and arrange a pile of cash upon which to land. If planes start flying empty because passengers simply stay home, they'll be gone by Christmas, definitely. If the strip-searches of little children continue to be captured on video and posted, or scanner images of public people start showing up on the newsfeeds, they're gone the next day. In any case, 18 January will find them gone.

The non-stop spin at every media outlet betrays their level of anxiety.

About themselves.

Jest sayin', ya'll.....

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

When Is Obama Gonna Locate His Huevos And Fire Napolitano And John Pistole

Answer, never, because he actually is working toward creating his HopeyChangeySociety where anyone, anywhere can be 'patted down', i.e. groped and violated by any agency He designates. When anyone dare record the event, and publicize it, they become targets of intimidation by thugs. The gropers are doing His bidding, creating an atmosphere where any and all understand that they have no expectation of privacy. They are just grooming the targets for more violations later.

John Pistole, that paragon of courage, was on every morning news show trying to spin this thing to Kingdom Come, with Washington jargon about 'flexibility', 're-examining procedures', etc.

Remember, he's a Jargonista, one who views language as nothing more than noises to be made in order to get one's way. Words do not have intrinsic meaning, and individuals have no intrinsic dignity. This is the same guy who, in very blunt language before a Congressional committee declared last week that this is going to be the policy, and no one will change it. Those words, he meant. He just assumed nobody was paying attention last week.

This week, the HopeyChangies discovered people are in fact, well, paying attention. And posting incidents like the following, a strip-search of an eight-year-old boy in Salt Lake City, who did not set off a scanner alarm, and who understandably was reluctant to have a stranger grope his private parts. That made him suspect in the minds of the agents of the TSA.

Sickos.



This was posted by the college student who witnessed the incident, and made the video. Read his description of the incident, and the attempts to intimidate him in the wake of his recording of the outrage.

This is our future, unless we stand up and scream NO NO NO. Never.

Not me. Not my spouse. Not my aged parents. Not cancer patients with ostomy bags, who are left soaking in their own urine, without aid or apology. Not breast cancer survivors, with surgical wounds still healing (like a good friend of OS's, who won't likely be flying and taking that risk.)

And certainly not my children.

NO.

What part of NO does that narcissist in the White House not understand?

TSA claims this is preventing another 'underwear bomber attack'. Not, it's not. It's about refusing to do realistic, hard work, to keep known dangerous people off flights. The Underwear Bomber had warning flags all over him. His own father had contacted US authorities at a high level to warn them his son had become a jihadist. He flew from Africa, paying cash for his ticket. In the interests of political correctness, the authorities refused to question him and search him.

That's what happened. The Obama Adminisitration are now using it as a pretext to crack down on the culture, to make it as unfree as possible, as quickly as possible.

Letterman's Top 10 list tonight covered this scandal, and it was devastatingly funny. OS will find and post it as soon as possible. One earlier joke in the evening, though, said much: The TSA is getting so many complaints about their agents groping children, that they've begun transferring them to other parishes.

That about says it.

There is so much more to say. But it's late.

Tell your friends, call your Congressman, tell the airlines you'll be driving instead.