a women traveling through colorado springs was violated by tsa when she was randomly singled out for an enhanced pat down and had her vagina forcefully touched twice.
really? is this who we want to be as a nation? a nation of sheep being humiliated for a false sense of safety provided by this kubuki security theatre?
Good grief. It’s astonishing that people are being treated this way in this country.
But what ultimately happened is that I was subjected to search so invasive that I was left crying and dealing with memories that I thought had been dealt with years ago of prior sexual assualts. Why? Because of my flannel panty-liner. These new scans are so horrible that if you are wearing something unusual (like a piece of cloth on your panties) then you will be subjected to a search where a woman repeatedly has to check your “groin” while another woman watches on (two in my case – they were training in a new girl – awesome). So please, please, tell the ladies not to wear their liners at the airport (I didn’t even have an insert in).
She provides some biographical background:
I’m a strong, confident woman; I’m an Army vet (which is why those camo liners crack me up), I work full-time and go to graduate school full-time, I have a wonderful husband, and I don’t take any nonsense from anyone. I don’t dramatize, and I don’t exaggerate. I’m trying to give you a sense of who I am so you won’t think that this is a plea for attention, or a jumping on the bandwagon about the recent TSA proposed boycott.
Every time we hear one of these stories, John Pistole runs for the cameras and reassures us that this isn’t what is supposed to happen; that no one should be treated in this fashion or made to cry; that it shouldn’t be regarded as a common occurrence or used as the basis to judge the whole program or the TSA; that they listen and are always adjusting their policy, and that–most importantly to him–we all must put up with these “enhanced searches” to keep terrorists from bringing down airplanes. And then it happens again. Each time, he circles back around to tough-talking bluster with that asinine, barely-disguised “everyone’s a perp” mentality.