I’d like to talk about travel for a bit, since I love to travel. Is there anything better for the soul than travel? Getting to go to other countries, experience unique climates, cultures, sites and flavors? I think not. The only speedbump in our journey of worldwide enlightenment comes in the form of those helpful and friendly folks who run our secure screening areas. First fact: You’re not as naked under those backscatter scanners as you thought you were. At least, not anymore. In an unrelated note you should totally stock up on organic jewelry and non-metallic stuff.
Now, I’m not going to talk about 9/11, giving up freedoms for security, or as some people say, “The illusion of security, man.” Nor am I here to discuss the biases of TSA policy, the possibility that it is a government conspiracy to force us to wear “acceptable” clothing and jewelry (“I can wear my watch and my eyeglasses through the checkpoint, but my nipple rings have to come out? They’re fascist lizard people man, controlling our minds.”)
If you can’t tell, I’ve been reading the comment sections on the TSA blogs.