T&A Scanner

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Oh look, she's got guns. I mean a gun.

I'm not quite sure how I feel about full body scanners yet. I'm not thrilled with the idea of some stranger looking at my McGriddles and I'm a little leery of the radiation exposure. But the alternative may be worse. Have you witnessed an enhanced pat down? I think I would rather drop my pants right there in line than have a TSA agent grope my lady parts to see if I've got a bomb in my vajayjay. No, that string is not a detonation device.

Your thoughts on scanners and pat downs?


Comments

McMeaty said…
If I had to choose between having a pat down or burning to death as I'm plummeting to earth in a fireball, I'll choose the pat down all day long.
November 24, 2010 at 9:03 AM
Jules said…
At my age, if I flew, I'd love the thought of someone groping my junk. :)

Seriously, I use to work in a prison, it was part of my job. The patter likes it no more than we do. I think what people forget is they know more about "WHY" they feel it necessary than we do.

Have a great holiday.
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
November 24, 2010 at 9:13 AM
SquirtyB said…
I prefer the scanner over the pat down. It's a really low dose of radiation. If I flew frequently, I might feel differently.

Would still choose the pat down over plummeting to earth in a fireball also.
November 24, 2010 at 10:44 AM
LilliGirl said…
eh - I liked Trooper Thorn's (I think) idea to simply embrace some profiling. other than than I'm cool with the scanner
November 24, 2010 at 1:25 PM
Taradharma said…
from what I've seen of the scanners, the image is pretty generic and blurry white. I wear an insulin pump and have a couple of pieces of medical junk lodged in my body, so those would always show up and, I suppose, mean I'd have to have a pat-down.

I think that two dumb terrorist jerks (Thanks shoe-bomber and underwear bomber asshole) have caused the TSA to go way beyond what is needed. I think train travel will experience an up-tic in response to new rules.

Happy Thanksgiving!
November 25, 2010 at 5:40 AM
Anonymous said…
I've only flown twice in my life. Long before pat downs and scans.
December 12, 2010 at 9:29 AM
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