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TSA says Spread ’em just Close your Eyes

Childhood memories rarely fade, they stay tucked away in the back of your mind with the unimportant variety of thoughts and consciousness. With the recent TSA abusive and evasive pat-downs. that I think cross the line and venture into assault and molestation, one memory from my lost subconscious comes rushing forward today.

When I was young, 6 years old, my Uncle and Godfather (same man BTW) was convicted of 3rd degree murder. A result of some sort of family payback and/or vengeance that is not relevant to the story I tell here.  That said, my Father would take me and his mother, sister and brother to visit my Uncle at Raiford, what is now called Florida Penitentiary. When you go into a prison to visit a relative, there are some freedoms of privacy that you understandably will have to give up.

One particular visit stands out, I remember my Uncle, who was only 2 years older than I, had a big new bag of Double Bubble bubblegum. This bag of goodies was confiscated by the oppressive guards at the gate.  These thug like guards, who after the trauma of actually going to visit someone in a State Penitentiary, handed my Uncle an empty bag of bubblegum.  I also remember that my Aunt, who was around age 14, was on her period…why this stands out is because when the guards searched her purse, they found a tampon. So this rather large female guard took her to the restroom, and made her remove her tampon, and put on a pad…which sadly was done with the toilet door open.  (Talk about violating personal privacy.) But this does not seem as invasive to me because we were going into a Federal Penitentiary, and such a search is expected. I mean, they do not want family members bringing in files, knives or contraband into the prison…

In recent days, reports of even more aggressive and outright assault and molestation have been reported from airline travelers who have been given the new TSA pat-downs. TSA, a government-run agency, has apparently found the dream job for deviants, perverts, and predators, which comes with a fabulous health insurance, Federal employee benefits, and dental.  These TSA Officers have a government supported job that involves the exploitation of innocent children and adults.

Recent changes in policy, which entails not only pornographic scanners, which some of these explicit photos have been leaked to the internet by TSA agents/officers, who as we have seen have such high standards of character…these agents, who in my opinion are nothing more than mall cops in latex gloves, are free to violate your personal space, molest your “junk” and strip search your children. Otherwise, cause disastrous exposure of highly embarrassing and personal matters. Without a bat of an eye, or a flick of a blue latex glove…can you hear it? That snap of latex against the skin of the wrist while the glove is being diabolically put on in anticipation of a “full cavity search” free for all assault that TSA agents have been given authority to impose on innocent people. The fact that profiling people, and IMO engaging in some common sense, is seen as some sort of incorrect politically correct gesture. These children and adults are subjected to such drastic pat-downs, and strip searches.

What kind of disturbing memories will these kids have locked away in their subconscious? They are not going into a pit of convicted criminals, as I was so long ago. They are simply going on a trip, probably to visit family for Thanksgiving. Surely this will not be a pleasant Holiday Season for many people.

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  1. Minkoff Minx says:

    It looks as if the experience my Aunt had is going to happen to women and girls traveling on airplanes:

    “Menstruating women beware. If you intend to travel, your panty-liners are now considered suspicious objects, after all you could be concealing a bomb in there.”

    http://www.prisonplanet.com/sanitary-towel-prompts-tsa-to-grope-sexual-assault-victim.html

    The latest insane TSA transgression answers questions that were raised last week when it was revealed naked body scanners can also detect sanitary napkins.
    New York Times reporter Joe Sharkey wrote Monday that he was getting a lot of requests for information from female frequent fliers.
    “Do the imagers, for example, detect sanitary napkins?” women wanted to know. “Yes,” wrote Sharkey.
    “Does that then necessitate a pat-down? The TSA couldn’t say. Screeners, the TSA has said, are expected to exercise some discretion.” the article continued.
    “And what about tampons?” asked the blog Feminist Peace Network. “They look kind of like sticks of dynamite. Are they going to ask us to pull them out and show them just to be sure?”
    The answer, judging from one woman’s written testimony, seems to be yes.
    A customer of popular women’s health company, Gladrags, relayed her recent experience at the hands of the TSA via email.
    In short, she was asked to walk through a radiation firing naked body scanner and complied. The scanner produced a naked image of her, but because her sanitary towel was obscuring her most intimate parts from prying eyes, the TSA agents pulled her aside for a full groin search. Not something to be relished by any person, let alone someone who has previously suffered sexual assault.
    Here is the woman’s email in full:

    “This email isn’t going to be as polished as I would normally send, but I’m upset and I don’t want what happened to me to happen to anyone else (if I can stop it).
    I recently traveled via air, and was subjected to that new scanning device. “No problem,” I thought. I was wearing jeans and a linen tanktop, bra, panties, and one camouflage pantyliner.
    I’m a rule follower, so I never have any problems at the airport. Not this time. I was stopped, and then held for 15 minutes while they tried to find a female supervisor. I couldn’t get to my bag, my shawl or my shoes; just standing there while the TSA agents kept me in one place.
    Now, I don’t want this to be about bad TSA agents; they were doing their job, they were as delicate as they could be, etc., etc. 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 assaults.
    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). 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.
    I just don’t want another woman to have to go through the “patting down” because she didn’t know that her glad-rag would be a matter of national security.”

    Chalk up another ritual humiliation at the hands of the TSA, protecting us from terrorists by forcing women to remove their underwear napkins and groping their vaginas in public.
    When will this insanity end?

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