Airline passengers flying from New York to Fort Lauderdale, Orlando, Palm Beach, Salt Lake City and San Diego were detained after arrival because of a security breach at the airport from which they’d just left.
Because if there’s one thing we know in a post-9/11 world, it’s that you want to concentrate on the planes that land safely at their destinations.
“We had no specific intelligence indicating the suspect was on board one of the flights,” White said. “But there was the small likelihood that the individual could have gotten on a flight.”
Seriously, you could have stopped after word #5.











Of course, when they say the unknown man “breached security”, they mean:
“Uh–we didn’t do our damn jobs. This man strolled through a line of minimum-wage slaves paid to make life as miserable as possible in the 21st century, and vanished without being in any way inconvenienced. Therefore we knew that some passengers were reaching their destinations insufficiently harrassed, so we determined that they should get what their tax dollars are paying for.”
Indeed. I loved flying at Christmas time: all the security men were wearing reindeer antlers. Totally reduced the “intimidation factor”.
I am resolved to work just short of the level that makes them push you into the strip-search-with-side-order-of-extra-harrassment line.
The one thing almost no-one has said about air travel is that if the same security protocols they were applying to overseas air travel had been applied to domestic air travel, the terror attacks of September 11th, 2001, would never have happened.
In other words, the whole TSA and Fatherland Insanity Department are appendix industries. Useless on their faces, or in any other position for that matter, except for finding a profitable job for the idiot nephews and friends of equally stupid politicians.
They know this, and it makes them sad and angry, so they take it all out on travelers. I can’t wait until the Iraq war debt (which will soon get its own three-letter combination: IWD) catches up and they have to fire or lay off the schoolyard bullies who wear those (generally itchy-looking and rather-too-well-filled) uniforms.
Did you hear about the air marshall who was so drunk he passed out and his gun fell on the floor? They’re hiring some real gems, they are. “You’re doing a heckuva job!”