Resentment has been building up ever since TSA began its petty tyranny in airports all over the US. Now that TSA security theater has been proven again and again to be worthless at catching and stopping terrorists but very good at terrorizing innocent citizens who everyone can tell are not terrorists simply by talking to them for 30 seconds, the American people are boiling over with rage at TSA. TSA is the embodiment of the big government tyranny that Obama and other Democrats want to use to regulate the US economy and populace. TSA is the model for every other piece of big government that faces us, from the Health Care Highjack to the New Financial Regulations. It's true that TSA was created when George W. Bush was president, but Democrats were the ones who forced all airport screening to be done by the government instead of by private companies. They probably were angry that Halliburton or Blackwater might get the work, and wanted the work to be done by union drones who would funnel money to Democrat campaign funds instead. Well, now TSA is being unionized so they are getting their wish.
Is TSA the model of the US's future that you and everyone you know want? Or is it the warning of the doom that lies ahead if we don't change direction?
4 female TSA agents stood at the end of 2 conveyor belts, gloves on their hands, none of them searching anyone, none of them doing anything but watching luggage pass through the conveyor belts.
It was at this point in time that I realized my flight was leaving in less than 45 minutes. I had not even been searched yet. I began to panic.
Through the 6 holes in the plastic box that contained Jackson and I, I began asking for help. I waved to all 4 female TSA agents, each of them looked at me and then looked away. Then I started speaking through the 6 holes, and said, “Can someone please search me? My flight leaves in less than 45 minutes.”
Each of the 4 women answered me using the same exact phrase…
Ma’am you need to wait. I don’t care about your departure time.
The female agent then called an older gentleman, also a TSA agent over. The male TSA agent stood in front of me and said “I’m going to have to pat down your son.”
With Jackson still sitting in my lap (he was being so good despite all of this chaos) I said ok and continued to hold on to my son, expecting the male TSA agent to start touching Jackson.
He then told me, “I’m going to have to pick him up to inspect him.”
I handed him my son.
I handed him my son and he walked away with my child.
My eyes welled up with tears, I stood up from my chair and I asked the female TSA agent, “Where is he going? Where is he taking my child? Why is he leaving?”
Jackson, while being whisked away looked at the male TSA agent awkwardly and repeated “no no no no.”Read more at www.mybottlesup.com