A very small but also significant German protest, against airport body scanners - (Video)

One comment on YouTube commends the Germans because in the US we just line up like cattle. But there is beginning to be a backlash.

This is good news. NOW....

If we could get a National Opt Out Day for Our Rigged Elections...that would be great. All the gerrymandering, and the rulez that keep out legitmate voices/choices, and corporate spending in the elections NEEDS to be boycotted, ferverently, rabidly and consistantly until the two party/one regime falls down.

Good for you, turtle.

Boycotts work. There were so many flight cancellations that the airlines forced TSA to shut down most of their scanning machines at airports all over the country yesterday.

http://www.naturalnews.com/030509_TSA_opt_out_day.html

TSA thinks that they have power. But this is a capitalist country under corporate rule and if the airlines think they're going to lose money, they are the ones with the real power and they, not the government, can tell TSA to fuck off.

And they did. But only temporarily. They're going to have to lose a lot more money before they make the ban on scanners permanent. And judging from recent polls and public comments, they will.

When it comes down to who is going to lose money, Michael Chertoff or the airlines, the airlines will win.

 

well...I for one

am simply not going to be a passenger on a commercial airplane for a very long time. 

link to related thread

Fake video.

Not only was the video of the older, gray-haired, male TSA agent repeatedly rubbing 3-year-old Mandy's bare legs as she screamed taken down, but it was replaced with a video of a female agent whose face is blanked out.

Totally disgusting. I guess they finally realized that the TSA agent wasn't the same sex as Mandy or Mandy's mother (who was holding Mandy), so they removed the video and made a fake one with a female agent.

Well, they're good at faking films--that's how they faked the planes on 9/11. But nobody who saw the first video would believe that the old guy changed sex, age, and skin color. 

The intent look that was on his face as he molested the child isn't something people can forget.

I wonder if they simply faked the film, or if they forced Mandy to submit to a second molestation by a female agent so they could film it.

I've often wondered the same thing.

I guess when you have orders to go to the airport and film people who don't mind the hassle, you just take the TV camera and announce to the passengers that you're looking for people who don't mind the hassle. Everyone wants to be on TV, and people will do the most degrading things imaginable for the privilege. I've certainly never heard of anyone on TV who didn't think their cancer was a gift and a blessing. What do you want for Christmas, boys and girls? Oh, we're so happy with our cancers that we'd like more cancer. You have to go to the alternative media to find anyone who's pissed off with the pain, nausea, radiation, and chemo. 

Excellent thread.

Where do they find these agreeable - take my liberty away from me - people?  oh that's right, its the MSM reporting on matters they are propagandizing us with.  Oh sure, we like scanners...and we like c-sections and rape and detainment, molestation, cancer, don't forget how much we like cancer....

Happy Travelling !

Travelers submit to new airport security measures

Travelers may not like the idea of security scanners that see through clothes and too-touchy pat-downs, but they're enduring them.

At Detroit Metro Airport on Thursday, stay-at-home mom Becky Shaw applauded the enhanced check-in procedures by the Transportation Security Administration as she saw off her 19-year-old niece, Erin Fletcher, a Michigan State University student who was flying to Nashville, Tenn.

"I'm 100% for it," said frequent flier Shaw, 50, of Perry. "I don't mind standing in line. I have no problems with it. I've had open-heart surgery and before that, dental surgery. I've been X-rayed 100 times. After 9/11, anything and everything to have safe flights."



Read more: Web sites urge travelers to refuse full-body scans | freep.com | Detroit Free Press http://www.freep.com/article/20101120/BUSINESS07/11200470/Web-sites-urge-travelers-to-refuse-full-body-scans#ixzz15ocPOERj

 


 

Q: Who are the terrorists ?

A: The ones who say they are interested in our safety, are protecting us.

 


 

Fake bomb made in the US caused Germany terror alert

German interior minister says suspicious package found in Namibia was manufactured to test airport security

 


20/11/2010

US firm confirms manufacturing Namibia fake bomb

Copello said his company has 'very strict' guidelines about who can buy their products, and that he has in the past immediately contacted authorities when approached by would-be buyers who seemed suspicious.

'I've never been approached by a terrorist, I don't believe,' he said.

 


 

He's wrong. I don't know what Copello thinks a terrorist looks like but by now, we should all know the difference between a bogeyman and a real terrorist.

Is the real terrorist behind Door # 1)

Door # 2)

Door # 3)

 

or Door # 4)

 

???

I'l take the answer that rhymes.

 

Chertoff has an uncanny resemblance to a shaven bin Laden, doesn't he?

This is from back in 2002--it should have been stopped back then

 

Coffee, Tea, or Should We Feel Your Pregnant Wife’s Breasts Before Throwing You in a Cell at the Airport and Then Lying About Why We Put You There?

by Nicholas Monahan

 

 

This morning I’ll be escorting my wife to the hospital, where the doctors will perform a caesarean section to remove our first child. She didn’t want to do it this way – neither of us did – but sometimes the Fates decide otherwise. The Fates or, in our case, government employees.

On the morning of October 26th Mary and I entered Portland International Airport, en route to the Las Vegas wedding of one of my best friends. Although we live in Los Angeles, we’d been in Oregon working on a film, and up to that point had had nothing but praise to shower on the city of Portland, a refreshing change of pace from our own suffocating metropolis.

At the security checkpoint I was led aside for the "inspection" that’s all the rage at airports these days. My shoes were removed. I was told to take off my sweater, then to fold over the waistband of my pants. My baseball hat, hastily jammed on my head at 5 AM, was removed and assiduously examined ("Anything could be in here, sir," I was told, after I asked what I could hide in a baseball hat. Yeah. Anything.) Soon I was standing on one foot, my arms stretched out, the other leg sticking out in front of me à la a DUI test. I began to get pissed off, as most normal people would. My anger increased when I realized that the newly knighted federal employees weren’t just examining me, but my 7½ months pregnant wife as well. I’d originally thought that I’d simply been randomly selected for the more excessive than normal search. You know, Number 50 or whatever. Apparently not though – it was both of us. These are your new threats, America: pregnant accountants and their sleepy husbands flying to weddings.

After some more grumbling on my part they eventually finished with me and I went to retrieve our luggage from the x-ray machine. Upon returning I found my wife sitting in a chair, crying. Mary rarely cries, and certainly not in public. When I asked her what was the matter, she tried to quell her tears and sobbed, "I’m sorry...it’s...they touched my breasts...and..." That’s all I heard. I marched up to the woman who’d been examining her and shouted, "What did you do to her?" Later I found out that in addition to touching her swollen breasts – to protect the American citizenry – the employee had asked that she lift up her shirt. Not behind a screen, not off to the side – no, right there, directly in front of the hundred or so passengers standing in line. And for you women who’ve been pregnant and worn maternity pants, you know how ridiculous those things look. "I felt like a clown," my wife told me later. "On display for all these people, with the cotton panel on my pants and my stomach sticking out. When I sat down I just lost my composure and began to cry. That’s when you walked up."

Of course when I say she "told me later," it’s because she wasn’t able to tell me at the time, because as soon as I demanded to know what the federal employee had done to make her cry, I was swarmed by Portland police officers. Instantly. Three of them, cinching my arms, locking me in handcuffs, and telling me I was under arrest. Now my wife really began to cry. As they led me away and she ran alongside, I implored her to calm down, to think of the baby, promising her that everything would turn out all right. She faded into the distance and I was shoved into an elevator, a cop holding each arm. After making me face the corner, the head honcho told that I was under arrest and that I wouldn’t be flying that day – that I was in fact a "menace."

It took me a while to regain my composure. I felt like I was one of those guys in The Gulag Archipelago who, because the proceedings all seem so unreal, doesn’t fully realize that he is in fact being arrested in a public place in front of crowds of people for...for what? I didn’t know what the crime was. Didn’t matter. Once upstairs, the officers made me remove my shoes and my hat and tossed me into a cell. Yes, your airports have prison cells, just like your amusement parks, train stations, universities, and national forests. Let freedom reign.

After a short time I received a visit from the arresting officer. "Mr. Monahan," he started, "Are you on drugs?"

Was this even real? "No, I’m not on drugs."

"Should you be?"

"What do you mean?"

"Should you be on any type of medication?"

"No."

"Then why’d you react that way back there?"

You see the thinking? You see what passes for reasoning among your domestic shock troops these days? Only "whackos" get angry over seeing the woman they’ve been with for ten years in tears because someone has touched her breasts. That kind of reaction – love, protection – it’s mind-boggling! "Mr. Monahan, are you on drugs?" His snide words rang inside my head. This is my wife, finally pregnant with our first child after months of failed attempts, after the depressing shock of the miscarriage last year, my wife who’d been walking on a cloud over having the opportunity to be a mother...and my anger is simply unfathomable to the guy standing in front of me, the guy who earns a living thanks to my taxes, the guy whose family I feed through my labor. What I did wasn’t normal. No, I reacted like a drug addict would’ve. I was so disgusted I felt like vomiting. But that was just the beginning.

An hour later, after I’d been gallantly assured by the officer that I wouldn’t be attending my friend’s wedding that day, I heard Mary’s voice outside my cell. The officer was speaking loudly, letting her know that he was planning on doing me a favor... which everyone knows is never a real favor. He wasn’t going to come over and help me work on my car or move some furniture. No, his "favor" was this: He’d decided not to charge me with a felony.

Think about that for a second. Rapes, car-jackings, murders, arsons – those are felonies. So is yelling in an airport now, apparently. I hadn’t realized, though I should have. Luckily, I was getting a favor, though. I was merely going to be slapped with a misdemeanor.

"Here’s your court date," he said as I was released from my cell. In addition, I was banned from Portland International for 90 days, and just in case I was thinking of coming over and hanging out around its perimeter, the officer gave me a map with the boundaries highlighted, sternly warning me against trespassing. Then he and a second officer escorted us off the grounds. Mary and I hurriedly drove two and a half hours in the rain to Seattle, where we eventually caught a flight to Vegas. But the officer was true to his word – we missed my friend’s wedding. The fact that he’d been in my own wedding party, the fact that a once in a lifetime event was stolen from us – well, who cares, right?

Upon our return to Portland (I’d had to fly into Seattle and drive back down), we immediately began contacting attorneys. We aren’t litigious people – we wanted no money. I’m not even sure what we fully wanted. An apology? A reprimand? I don’t know. It doesn’t matter though, because we couldn’t afford a lawyer, it turned out. $4,000 was the average figure bandied about as a retaining fee. Sorry, but I’ve got a new baby on the way. So we called the ACLU, figuring they existed for just such incidents as these. And they do apparently...but only if we were minorities. That’s what they told us.

In the meantime, I’d appealed my suspension from PDX. A week or so later I got a response from the Director of Aviation. After telling me how, in the aftermath of 9/11, most passengers not only accept additional airport screening but welcome it, he cut to the chase:

"After a review of the police report and my discussions with police staff, as well as a review of the TSA’s report on this incident, I concur with the officer’s decision to take you into custody and to issue a citation to you for disorderly conduct. That being said, because I also understand that you were upset and acted on your emotions, I am willing to lift the Airport Exclusion Order...."

Attached to this letter was the report the officer had filled out. I’d like to say I couldn’t believe it, but in a way, I could. It’s seemingly becoming the norm in America – lies and deliberate distortions on the part of those in power, no matter how much or how little power they actually wield.

The gist of his report was this: From the get go I wasn’t following the screener’s directions. I was "squinting my eyes" and talking to my wife in a "low, forced voice" while "excitedly swinging my arms." Twice I began to walk away from the screener, inhaling and exhaling forcefully. When I’d completed the physical exam, I walked to the luggage screening area, where a second screener took a pair of scissors from my suitcase. At this point I yelled, "What the %*&$% is going on? This is &*#&$%!" The officer, who’d already been called over by one of the screeners, became afraid for the TSA staff and the many travelers. He required the assistance of a second officer as he "struggled" to get me into handcuffs, then for "cover" called over a third as well. It was only at this point that my wife began to cry hysterically.

There was nothing poetic in my reaction to the arrest report. I didn’t crumple it in my fist and swear that justice would be served, promising to sacrifice my resources and time to see that it would. I simply stared. Clearly the officer didn’t have the guts to write down what had really happened. It might not look too good to see that stuff about the pregnant woman in tears because she’d been humiliated. Instead this was the official scenario being presented for the permanent record. It doesn’t even matter that it’s the most implausible sounding situation you can think of. "Hey, what the...godammit, they’re taking our scissors, honey!" Why didn’t he write in anything about a monkey wearing a fez?

True, the TSA staff had expropriated a pair of scissors from our toiletries kit – the story wasn’t entirely made up. Except that I’d been locked in airport jail at the time. I didn’t know anything about any scissors until Mary told me on our drive up to Seattle. They’d questioned her about them while I was in the bowels of the airport sitting in my cell.

So I wrote back, indignation and flooding my brain.

"[W]hile I’m not sure, I’d guess that the entire incident is captured on video. Memory is imperfect on everyone’s part, but the footage won’t lie. I realize it might be procedurally difficult for you to view this, but if you could, I’d appreciate it. There’s no willful disregard of screening directions. No explosion over the discovery of a pair of scissors in a suitcase. No struggle to put handcuffs on. There’s a tired man, early in the morning, unhappily going through a rigorous procedure and then reacting to the tears of his pregnant wife."

Eventually we heard back from a different person, the guy in charge of the TSA airport screeners. One of his employees had made the damning statement about me exploding over her scissor discovery, and the officer had deftly incorporated that statement into his report. We asked the guy if he could find out why she’d said this – couldn’t she possibly be mistaken? "Oh, can’t do that, my hands are tied. It’s kind of like leading a witness – I could get in trouble, heh heh." Then what about the videotape? Why not watch that? That would exonerate me. "Oh, we destroy all video after three days."

Sure you do.

A few days later we heard from him again. He just wanted to inform us that he’d received corroboration of the officer’s report from the officer’s superior, a name we didn’t recognize. "But...he wasn’t even there," my wife said.

"Yeah, well, uh, he’s corroborated it though."

That’s how it works.

"Oh, and we did look at the videotape. Inconclusive."

But I thought it was destroyed?

On and on it went. Due to the tenacity of my wife in making phone calls and speaking with relevant persons, the "crime" was eventually lowered to a mere citation. Only she could have done that. I would’ve simply accepted what was being thrown at me, trumped up charges and all, simply because I’m wholly inadequate at performing the kowtow. There’s no way I could have contacted all the people Mary did and somehow pretend to be contrite. Besides, I speak in a low, forced voice, which doesn’t elicit sympathy. Just police suspicion.

Weeks later at the courthouse I listened to a young DA awkwardly read the charges against me – "Mr. Monahan...umm...shouted obscenities at the airport staff...umm... umm...oh, they took some scissors from his suitcase and he became...umm...abusive at this point." If I was reading about it in Kafka I might have found something vaguely amusing in all of it. But I wasn’t. I was there. Living it.

I entered a plea of nolo contendere, explaining to the judge that if I’d been a resident of Oregon, I would have definitely pled "Not Guilty." However, when that happens, your case automatically goes to a jury trial, and since I lived a thousand miles away, and was slated to return home in seven days, with a newborn due in a matter of weeks...you get the picture. "No Contest" it was. Judgment: $250 fine.

Did I feel happy? Only $250, right? No, I wasn’t happy. I don’t care if it’s twelve cents, that’s money pulled right out of my baby’s mouth and fed to a disgusting legal system that will use it to propagate more incidents like this. But at the very least it was over, right? Wrong.

When we returned to Los Angeles there was an envelope waiting for me from the court. Inside wasn’t a receipt for the money we’d paid. No, it was a letter telling me that what I actually owed was $309 – state assessed court costs, you know. Wouldn’t you think your taxes pay for that – the state putting you on trial? No, taxes are used to hire more cops like the officer, because with our rising criminal population – people like me – hey, your average citizen demands more and more "security."

Finally I reach the piece de résistance. The week before we’d gone to the airport my wife had had her regular pre-natal checkup. The child had settled into the proper head down position for birth, continuing the remarkable pregnancy she’d been having. We returned to Portland on Sunday. On Mary’s Monday appointment she was suddenly told, "Looks like your baby’s gone breech." When she later spoke with her midwives in Los Angeles, they wanted to know if she’d experienced any type of trauma recently, as this often makes a child flip. "As a matter of fact..." she began, recounting the story, explaining how the child inside of her was going absolutely crazy when she was crying as the police were leading me away through the crowd.

My wife had been planning a natural childbirth. She’d read dozens of books, meticulously researched everything, and had finally decided that this was the way for her. No drugs, no numbing of sensations – just that ultimate combination of brute pain and sheer joy that belongs exclusively to mothers. But my wife is also a first-time mother, so she has what is called an "untested" pelvis. Essentially this means that a breech birth is too dangerous to attempt, for both mother and child. Therefore, she’s now relegated to a c-section – hospital stay, epidural, catheter, fetal monitoring, stitches – everything she didn’t want. Her natural birth has become a surgery.

We’ve tried everything to turn that baby. Acupuncture, chiropractic techniques, underwater handstands, elephant walking, moxibustion, bending backwards over pillows, herbs, external manipulation – all to no avail. When I walked into the living room the other night and saw her plaintively cooing with a flashlight turned onto her stomach, yet another suggested technique, my heart almost broke. It’s breaking now as I write these words.

I can never prove that my child went breech because of what happened to us at the airport. But I’ll always believe it. Wrongly or rightly, I’ll forever think of how this man, the personification of this system, has affected the lives of my family and me. When my wife is sliced open, I’ll be thinking of him. When they remove her uterus from her abdomen and lay it on her stomach, I’ll be thinking of him. When I visit her and my child in the hospital instead of having them with me here in our home, I’ll be thinking of him. When I assist her to the bathroom while the incision heals internally, I’ll be thinking of him.

There are plenty of stories like this these days. I don’t know how many I’ve read where the writer describes some breach of civil liberties by employees of the state, then wraps it all up with a dire warning about what we as a nation are becoming, and how if we don’t put an end to it now, then we’re in for heaps of trouble. Well you know what? Nothing’s going to stop the inevitable. There’s no policy change that’s going to save us. There’s no election that’s going to put a halt to the onslaught of tyranny. It’s here already – this country has changed for the worse and will continue to change for the worse. There is now a division between the citizenry and the state. When that state is used as a tool against me, there is no longer any reason why I should owe any allegiance to that state.

And that’s the first thing that child of ours is going to learn.

December 21, 2002

Nick Monahan works in the film industry. He writes out of Los Angeles where he lives with his wife and as of December 18th, his beautiful new son.

Copyright © 2002 by LewRockwell.com. Permission to reprint in whole or in part is gladly granted, provided full credit is given.

 

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December 31, 2002

Don't Touch My Junk (music video)

This entire thread

is so informative.  Thank you.  Thank you.

The old magnetic scanners are back at San Diego airport.

I just read a report from somebody who went to get a plane, expecting the porno scan, and found that the line split into two. Passengers could choose the porno scan or the old-style magnetic scanners. I guess there have been a lot of flight cancellations.  ROFL

Exposing Michael Chertoff's Junk

This video sent along by BrassCheckTV

 

 

Media Psy-Ops and Disinfo About the TSA

 

I'd noticed in several places that TSA and the media had been saying that more than 80% of passengers saw nothing wrong with the TSA porno scans and gropes, so I was thinking that most Americans are really sheeple.

Turns out it was just spin and lies. The statistics are disinformation and the psy-ops is to use them to make people who object to TSA invasions of privacy think that they're out of the mainstream.

The real statistics are the opposite.

A CBS story cites the disinfo stats right next to an actual online poll where 86% of people think the TSA is violating their civil liberties.

http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2010/11/15/national/main7056945.shtml?tag=channelMore;pop

And a Reuters online poll showed that 96% of people are changing their travel plans to avoid the TSA.

http://blogs.reuters.com/ask/2010/11/12/are-new-security-screenings-affecting-your-decision-to-fly/

So Americans aren't sheeple, the mainstream media simply lies to make it look that way.

Here's what happened to a pilot......

An excerpt from 

TERMINAL MADNESS: An Essay On Security

http://www.askthepilot.com/essays-and-stories/terrorism-tweezers-and-terminal-madness-an-essay-on-security/

Here’s a true story:

 

I’ve just worked a flight coming from overseas. I’m wearing my full uniform, and have all of my gear with me. The plan is to run upstairs and leave my flight bag in the crew room before catching my commuter flight home. Unfortunately this means having to endure arrival screening, one of airport security’s most irritating protocols. After clearing customs, passengers and crew alike face the x-ray line and metal detector before they’re allowed back into the concourse. (This inconvenient rule is in place because of another inconvenient rule — the one that makes connecting passengers claim and re-check their luggage when arriving from places outside the United States — even though their bags have already been screened at the point of departure. The thinking is that people could unpack this or that dangerous item from a checked suitcase — a four-ounce bottle of shampoo say — then carry it on to the next flight.)

So, together with a throng of exhausted passengers I’m funneled into the grimy, dimly lit checkpoint. I hoist my crew bags onto the x-ray belt, then pass through the metal detector. Once on the other side, I’m waiting for my stuff to reappear when suddenly the belt comes to a stop. “Bag check!” shouts the guard behind the monitor.

The bag she’s talking about turns out to be my roll-aboard. A second guard, a mean-looking woman whose girth is exceeded only by the weight of the chip on her shoulder, comes over and yanks it from the machine.

“Is this yours?” she wants to know.

“Yes, it’s mine.”

“You got a knife in here?”

“A knife?”

“A knife,” she barks. Some silverware?”

Yes I do. I always do. Inside my roll-aboard I carry a spare set of airline-issue cutlery – a spoon, a fork, and a knife. Along with packets of noodles and other small snacks, this is part of my hotel survival kit, useful in the event of short layovers when food isn’t available. Borrowed from my collection of airline silverware (some of us really have such things), it’s the exact cutlery that accompanies your meal on a long-haul flight. The pieces are stainless steel, and about five inches long. The knife has a rounded end and a short row of teeth — I would call them serrations, but that’s too strong a word. For all intents and purposes, it’s a miniature butter knife.

“Yes,” I tell the guard. “There’s a metal knife in there – a butterknife.”

She opens the compartment and takes out a small vinyl case containing the three pieces. After removing the knife, she holds it upward between with two fingers and stares at me coldly. Her pose is like that of an angry schoolteacher about to berate a child for bringing some forbidden object to class.

“You ain’t takin’ this through,” she says. “No knifes. You can’t bring a knife through here.”

It takes a moment for me to realize that she’s serious. “I’m… but…. it’s…”

“Sorry.” She throws it into a bin and starts to walk away.

“Wait a minute,” I say. “That’s airline silverware.”

“Don’t matter what it is. You can’t bring knifes through here.”

“Ma’am, that’s an airline knife. It’s the knife they give you on the plane.”

“No knifes. Have a good afternoon, sir.”

“You can’t be serious,” I say.

With that she grabs the knife out of the bin and walks over to one of her colleagues, seated at the end of the checkpoint in a folding chair. I follow her over.

“This guy wants to bring this through.”

The man in the chair looks up lazily. “Is it serrated?”

She hands it to him. He looks at it quickly, then addresses me.

“No, this is no good. You can’t take this.”

“Why not?”

“It’s serrated.” He is talking about the little row of teeth along the edge. Truth be told, the knife in question, which I’ve had for years, is actually smaller and less sharp than the knives currently handed out by my airline to its first and business class customers. You’d be hard pressed to cut a slice of toast with it.

“Oh come on.”

“What do you call these?” He runs his finger along the miniscule serrations.

“Those… but… they… it…”

“No serrated knives. You can’t take this.”

“But sir, how can it not be allowed when it’s the same knife they give you on the plane!”

“Those are the rules.”

“That’s impossible. Can I please speak to a supervisor?”

“I am the supervisor.”

There are those moments in life when time stands still and the air around you seems to solidify. You stand there in an amber of absurdity, waiting for the crowd to burst out laughing and the “Candid Camera” guy to appear from around the corner.

Except the supervisor is dead serious.

Realizing that I’m not getting my knife back, I try for the consolation prize, which is getting the man to admit that, if nothing else, the rule makes no sense. “Come on,” I argue. “The purpose of confiscating knives is to keep people from bringing them onto planes, right? But the people planes are legally handed these knives with their meals. Plus, I’m the pilot! How can you… I mean… it’s just… At least admit to me that it’s a dumb rule. ”

“It’s not a dumb rule.”

“Yes it is.”

“Not it isn’t.”

And so on, until he asks me to leave.

What happened to me was wrong on so many levels that it’s hard to keep them straight. Just for starters, do I really need to point out that an airline pilot at the controls of his plane would hardly need a butter knife is he desired to inflict damage?

-------------------------------------

The story also points out that tens of thousands of unscreened airport workers do not have to submit to the scanners and pat-downs, so the whole thing is a joke.

The essay also points out that even if the 9/11 story was true (which it isn't, but they probably can't say that), TSA procedures couldn't have stopped it.

TSA now on the defensive

TSA chief: New pat-downs necessary, policies stay put

USA Today - Alan Levin - ‎58 minutes ago‎
By Brendan Smialowski, Getty Images By Alan Levin, USA TODAY WASHINGTON - Senators assailed the head of the Transportation Security Administration on Wednesday over the agency's new, more invasive airport pat-downs that have led to widespread ...
 
 
My son's soccer coach would say "when the other team starts screaming and complaining, you know you're doing something right". Now is the time to put the thumb screws on!
 
Thumb screw numero uno:
 
http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-31727_162-20023079-10391695.html
 
Thumb screw numero dos:
 

 

Thumb screw numero tres:

http://twitter.com/TSAgov

Numero quatro:

 

Numero cinco:

http://www.prisonradio.org/audio/mumia/2010MAJ/11November10/TheWayOfZinn...

 

TSA is not on the defensive.

 

They know they are backed by the full might and power of the United States government, because the scanners, (and of course the intrusive pat-downs are designed to intimidate people into submitting to the dangerous radiation from the scanners), are making millions of dollars for the oligarchs, particularly Chertoff, the former head of Homeland Security, and anyone else he let into the business, including Members of Congress who probably got the same sort of insider information and stock options that they usually get with defense contracts.

Members of Congress, the complaint department of our government bureaucracy, ARE on the defensive. I phoned my Representative and both my Senators today, and they've either got their phones off the hook or automatically diverted to a message recorder, instead of a staff person answering the phone. So I left messages and then emailed them. Not that they bother to read the emails, but it helps to clog up their phones, faxes, and computers, so that they understand that the public is outraged--not that they care. They just get more defensive. I also emailed Obama and said that we need his leadership to reassure the public, so he should submit his wife and daughters to the porno scans and genital pat-downs, to demonstrate how important it is to national security that people allow themselves and their loved ones to be genitally assaulted by strangers in public.

There are no pressure points or fight back tactics, other than simply not to fly. Boycotts work. If people don't fly, the airlines and airports lose money. The airports have the option of opting out of the TSA checks. If it costs them enough money, that's what they'll do.

Meanwhile, the security is likely to be extended to buses, random traffic stops, and border crossings. This sort of random humiliation (and often brutality) is common in communities of color in the U.S., so it was only a matter of time before it began being done with middle class white folks. Most people who are still employed are too frightened of losing their jobs and homes to protest.

In the longer term, the only real thumb screw would be an election boycott, where people stopped delegating their power to an irresponsible and unaccountable bureaucracy that serves the oligarchy instead of serving the people. 

Looking for positive reports....

If you or one of your friends, loved ones has a positive report to air about the TSA, please step forward and ....tell us your story.

Aside from this, we'll be collecting a few facts, infos in support of the tightened grip the TSA now has on our groins.

To be continued.................

rossi

Sorry, no positive reports.

Although I've heard that many Americans have been so desensitized by violence and porn that they see nothing wrong with strangers groping their genitals in public.

But here's one of those carefully screened TSA employees:

http://www.federaljack.com/?p=18040


Child rape charge rocks TSA

November 13, 2010 by POPEYE  
Filed under Police Brutality & Abuse Of Power

 

Transportation Safety Administration employee Sean Shanahan of Winthrop tries to cover his face as he is moved into East Boston District Court yesterday where he was charged with statuatory rape.

(BOSTON HERALD)   A Transportation Security Agency worker who pats down members of the flying public was charged with multiple child sex crimes targeting an underage girl yesterday.

The bust outraged privacy and passenger advocates who say it justifies their fears about Logan International Airport’s full-body scanner.

http://www.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view.bg?articleid=1238602

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Don't want this guy fondling your 3-year-old son's penis or your 3-year-old daughter's labia? What are you, some kind of overly sensitive prude who's soft on terror? Everybody else says it's okay.......except they don't. What you have is a lot of loudmouth government trolls all over the web trying to intimidate people who don't want to be groped.

The right of a porn star to be gangbanged by thirty guys? That is something all progressives will stand up for. The right of a shy and modest 13-year-old girl not to be fondled intimately in a public airport by a stranger? Hey, somebody's gotta break her in--she's just meat anyhow, right? Whiny, whiny meat.

This is just a taste of how we'll all be treated in the concentration camps. Might as well get used to it.

Unreasonable search and seizure. Well, that's up to the Supreme court to decide, if it is reasonable or unreasonable. Just because they've never caught one, doesn't mean that somebody, somewhere, someday might be a terrorist, so that's plenty of reason to fuck over everyone.

 

 

I used to have a friend in Huntsville.

First this quick video:

 

And now the story about my friend. He was a whistleblower. Because the law and the Constitution were on his side, he took his case all the way to the Supreme Court. This was long before Mumia's book Jailhouse Lawyers explained our legal shitstem for those who haven't had personal experience with it. The Supreme Court only chooses to hear maybe 3% of the cases filed with it, so if he'd been more aware, he would have dropped the whole thing. But he didn't know, they took his case, they ruled against him, and they set a precedent that would hurt all whistleblowers, which my friend deeply regretted. I don't think this pilot, or anyone else filing a lawsuit against the TSA, understands how corrupt our shitstem is. All these cases are doing is giving the Supreme Court the opportunity to rule that unreasonable searches are reasonable. 

I believe that I met one of those Nazi doctors brought in under Operation Paperclip when I worked for the Navy. He was an old guy with a heavy German accent and he did my medical exam before I was hired. While it wasn't customary and there was no justification for it, he had me strip naked and he probed my genitals. That seems to be standard fascist procedure. I needed the job desperately, so I submitted without protest. I guess I was lucky he didn't hook me up to a generator and give me electric shocks to the genitals to see how much pain I could stand. That also seems to be standard fascist procedure.

I went to an author talk by Julia Alvarez this evening at the USD Peace and Justice Center. It was about her book In the Time of the Butterflies, the story of three sisters, code-named "the butterflies" who were killed by dictator Trujillo in the Dominican Republic in 1960. Trujillo was one of the many fascist dictators friendly to fascist US business interests that the US has installed in various countries. The date of the sisters' murder by Trujillo (they were probably tortured first), November 25th, was commemorated as International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women. The sisters had been part of the resistance movement. Trujillo, like Obama, used torture liberally and killed anyone he considered a threat to his dictatorship. Trujillo was installed by the United States after we invaded the Dominican Republic in 1916 under President Woodrow Wilson, ostensibly because they had threatened to default on a debt. Typical predatory capitalism. First we loan money to people we know can't repay it, and then we take everything they've got. Haiti, which shares an island with the Dominican Republic, is under US occupation now, but they don't seem to be getting any of the aid that was supposed to go there. That's not unusual either. According to this month's Harper's Index, the State of Louisiana has sold almost six billion dollars worth of economioc recovery bonds since Hurricane Katrina, but only 1 percent of that money has been spent to help New Orleans and none of that went to the Lower Ninth Ward, which was hurt worst when the shoddy government levees broke. 29% of that money, however, was spent on the state's oil industry, which may have helped precipitate more environmental disasters like the BP Gulf oil spill. The Index this month has another statistic worthy of note--the estimated change in the developing world's poverty rate since 1990 is -40 (that's minus 40%). Nothing like progress and development to kill off millions of people if you don't have time to torture them all.

Unfortunately, part of this evening's event was a dance troupe that had choreographed the story of the three sisters, and they seemed to focus on forgiving and loving those who have tortured and killed our loved ones. As if the message they were sending to the audience was that it was okay that we're torturing innocent people in our US and foreign prisons, because those who survive will learn to love and forgive us. They weren't bad dancers, but their message was disgusting and sickening. Forgiving those who tortured in the past and are now dead is one thing (amd I certainly don't recommend it--how many people are saying that we should forgive and love Hitler?), but forgiving and loving those who are torturing now is treason to humanity. First stop the torture, then we can talk about forgiving and loving. 

TSA Child Molestation

Watch this short video of a TSA agent molesting a 3-year-old girl.

Note carefully that he is NOT trying to ascertain if she has anything hidden under her clothes.

He repeatedly touches and rubs her bare legs where nothing could possibly be hidden, and the more she screams, "Stop touching me," the more he does it.

I blogged about this on AlterNet.

If you have an account there, please give it a read and post a comment.

http://blogs.alternet.org/folkie/2010/11/16/why-the-tsa-porno-scans-and-pat-downs-are-necessary/

And now, a big UH OH !

 

 

False "Security"? Again? Why?

Alex Jones' take on it ....

but for those who don't know .....

....what I personally think about AJ, get the salt shaker and check your package. If you wanna know why I'm saying this, ask me.

This guy is pissed !

Post 9/11 Hysteria - The TSA Goes Overboard !

 

 

 

From http://fascistsoup.com

A San Diego Airport Experience (Not mine--I don't fly)

 

 

TSA encounter at SAN

 
[These events took place roughly between 5:30 and 6:30 AM, November 13th in Terminal 2 of the San Diego International Airport. I'm writing this approximately 2 1/2 hours after the events transpired, and they are correct to the best of my recollection. I will admit to being particularly fuzzy on the exact order of events when dealing with the agents after getting my ticket refunded; however, all of the events described did occur.
 
I had my phone recording audio and video of much of these events. It can be viewed below.
 
Please spread this story as far and wide as possible. I will make no claims to copyright or otherwise.]
 
This morning, I tried to fly out of San Diego International Airport but was refused by the TSA. I had been somewhat prepared for this eventuality. I have been reading about the millimeter wave and backscatter x-ray machines and the possible harm to health as well as the vivid pictures they create of people's naked bodies. Not wanting to go through them, I had done my  research on the TSA's website prior to traveling to see if SAN had them. From all indications, they did not. When I arrived at the security line, I found that the TSA's website was out of date. SAN does in fact utilize backscatter x-ray machines.
 
I made my way through the line toward the first line of "defense": the TSA ID checker. This agent looked over my boarding pass, looked over my ID, looked at me and then back at my ID. After that, he waved me through. SAN is still operating metal detectors, so I walked over to one of the lines for them. After removing my shoes and making my way toward the metal detector, the person in front of me in line was pulled out to go through the backscatter machine. After asking what it was and being told, he opted out. This left the machine free, and before I could go through the metal detector, I was pulled out of line to go through the backscatter machine. When asked, I half-chuckled and said, "I don't think so." At this point, I was informed that I would be subject to a pat down, and I waited for another agent.
 
A male agent (it was a female who had directed me to the backscatter machine in the first place), came and waited for me to get my bags and then directed me over to the far corner of the area for screening. After setting my things on a table, he turned to me and began to explain that he was going to do a "standard" pat down. (I thought to myself, "great, not one of those gropings like I've been reading about".) After he described, the pat down, I realized that he intended to touch my groin. After he finished his description but before he started the pat down, I looked him straight in the eye and said, "if you touch my junk, I'll have you arrested." He, a bit taken aback, informed me that he would have to involve his supervisor because of my comment.
 
We both stood there for no more than probably two minutes before a female TSA agent (apparently, the supervisor) arrived. She described to me that because I had opted out of the backscatter screening, I would now be patted down, and that involved running hands up the inside of my legs until they felt my groin. I stated that I would not allow myself to be subject to a molestation as a condition of getting on my flight. The supervisor informed me that it was a standard administrative security check and that they were authorized to do it. I repeated that I felt what they were doing was a sexual assault, and that if they were anyone but the government, the act would be illegal. I believe that I was then informed that if I did not submit to the inspection, I would not be getting on my flight. I again stated that I thought the search was illegal. I told her that I would be willing to submit to a walk through the metal detector as over 80% of the rest of the people were doing, but I would not be groped. The supervisor, then offered to go get her supervisor.
 
I took a seat in a tiny metal chair next to the table with my belongings and waited. While waiting, I asked the original agent (who was supposed to do the pat down) if he had many people opt out to which he replied, none (or almost none, I don't remember exactly). He said that I gave up a lot of rights when I bought my ticket. I replied that the government took them away after September 11th. There was silence until the next supervisor arrived. A few minutes later, the female agent/supervisor arrived with a man in a suit (not a uniform). He gave me a business card identifying him as David Silva, Transportation Security Manager, San Diego International Airport. At this point, more TSA agents as well as what I assume was a local police officer arrived on the scene and surrounded the area where I was being detained. The female supervisor explained the situation to Mr. Silva. After some quick back and forth (that I didn't understand/hear), I could overhear Mr. Silva say something to the effect of, "then escort him from the airport." I again offered to submit to the metal detector, and my father-in-law, who was near by also tried to plead for some reasonableness on the TSA's part.
 
The female supervisor took my ID at this point and began taking some kind of report with which I cooperated. Once she had finished, I asked if I could put my shoes back on. I was allowed to put my shoes back on and gather my belongs. I asked, "are we done here" (it was clear at this point that I was going to be escorted out), and the local police officer said, "follow me". I followed him around the side of the screening area and back out to the ticketing area. I said apologized to him for the hassle, to which he replied that it was not a problem.
 
I made my way over to the American Airlines counter, explained the situation, and asked if my ticket could be refunded. The woman behind the counter furiously typed away for about 30 seconds before letting me know that she would need a supervisor. She went to the other end of the counter. When she returned, she informed me that the ticket was non-refundable, but that she was still trying to find a supervisor. After a few more minutes, she was able to refund my ticket. I told her that I had previously had a bad experience with American Airlines and had sworn never to fly with them again (I rationalized this trip since my father-in-law had paid for the ticket), but that after her helpfulness, I would once again be willing to use their carrier again.
 
At this point, I thought it was all over. I began to make my way to the stairs to exit the airport, when I was approached by another man in slacks and a sport coat. He was accompanied by the officer that had escorted me to the ticketing area and Mr. Silva. He informed me that I could not leave the airport. He said that once I start the screening in the secure area, I could not leave until it was completed. Having left the area, he stated, I would be subject to a civil suit and a $10,000 fine. I asked him if he was also going to fine the 6 TSA agents and the local police officer who escorted me from the secure area. After all, I did exactly what I was told. He said that they didn't know the rules, and that he would deal with them later. They would not be subject to civil penalties. I then pointed to Mr. Silva and asked if he would be subject to any penalties. He is the agents' supervisor, and he directed them to escort me out. The man informed me that Mr. Silva was new and he would not be subject to penalties, either. He again asserted the necessity that I return to the screening area. When I asked why, he explained that I may have an incendiary device and whether or not that was true needed to be determined. I told him that I would submit to a walk through the metal detector, but that was it; I would not be groped. He told me that their procedures are on their website, and therefore, I was fully informed before I entered the airport; I had implicitly agreed to whatever screening they deemed appropriate. I told him that San Diego was not listed on the TSA's website as an airport using Advanced Imaging Technology, and I believed that I would only be subject to the metal detector. He replied that he was not a webmaster, and I asked then why he was referring me to the TSA's website if he didn't know anything about it. I again refused to re-enter the screening area.
 
The man asked me to stay put while he walked off to confer with the officer and Mr. Silva. They went about 20 feet away and began talking amongst themselves while I waited. I couldn't over hear anything, but I got the impression that the police officer was recounting his version of the events that had transpired in the screening area (my initial refusal to be patted down). After a few minutes, I asked loudly across the distance if I was free to leave. The man dismissively held up a finger and said, "hold on". I waited. After another minute or so, he returned and asked for my name. I asked why he needed it, and reminded him that the female supervisor/agent had already taken a report. He said that he was trying to be friendly and help me out. I asked to what end. He reminded me that I could be sued civilly and face a $10,000 fine and that my cooperation could help mitigate the penalties I was facing. I replied that he already had my information in the report that was taken and I asked if I was free to leave. I reminded him that he was now illegally detaining me and that I would not be subject to screening as a condition of leaving the airport. He told me that he was only trying to help (I should note that his demeanor never suggested that he was trying to help. I was clearly being interrogated.), and that no one was forcing me to stay. I asked if tried to leave if he would have the officer arrest me. He again said that no one was forcing me to stay. I looked him in the eye, and said, "then I'm leaving". He replied, "then we'll bring a civil suit against you", to which I said, "you bring that suit" and walked out of the airport.
 
(the videos are at the website)
 
Link to source: 

http://johnnyedge.blogspot.com/2010/11/these-events-took-place-roughly-between.html


November 13, 2010

the LA Times grabbed it

Somebody is making a killing here

Someone is getting rich quick off this little piece of legislation. It's usually that way. Security is selling very well these days. The only problem being....nothing is really secure! Security is an illusion. The current wave of scanners will pass and newer super duper products will be introduced. Follow the money flow and you'll see who's behind it all.

You nailed it, rossi.

The guy getting rich off this is Michael Chertoff, former Homeland Security Director:

 

Group slams Chertoff on scanner promotion

http://www.boston.com/news/nation/washington/articles/2010/01/02/group_slams_chertoff_on_scanner_promotion/

The machines are useless anyway.

 

Here's a link to one of the protest websites:

http://wewontfly.com/

They quote a story from the Vancouver Sun in which Rafi Sela, one of Israel's top airport security experts, says the machines are worthless, "I can overcome the body scanners with enough explosives to bring down a Boeing 747.”

In the case of explosives concealed in body cavities, the pat-downs are also obviously worthless.

TSA hasn't apprehended a single terrorist since the hugely expensive program began.

 

As for the professionalism of TSA employees, remember this story about the guy who went postal on a fellow TSA employee?


http://blogs.miaminewtimes.com/riptide/2010/05/rolando_negrin_beats_mia_co-wo.php

 

What I find fucking hilarious is that people are calling on the much-hated Ralph Nader for help. After all these years of blaming Nader instead of the Supreme Court for Bush becoming President, and vilifying Nader at every opportunity, now consumers want some protection and suddenly remember that there's nobody in America more qualified to assist them. If I was Ralph, I'd tell them to go screw themselves. Let them ask their beloved Democratic Party and their beloved Obama for help. 

This video is not available in your country.

But I don't own a country.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dmgxo4jZ8-Q

Behind the Iron Curtain?

Yes, they didn't make that video available in Germany. I guess the government was worried that too many Germans would show up at the airport nude to protest the body scans.

Can't say I blame them. It really is sort of scary to think of 3,000 Germans turning up naked at the Frankfurt or Berlin Tegel airport for a demo.

Pressure is building up in the US also to resist the body scans and pat-downs:

Parts of that sound familiar

A very much Spanish speaking neighborhood? Sounds like Fucked Up Phoenix to me.

The TSA at Sky Harbor International were very particular, snotty, slow and just downright fearful. Fear just poored out of their gleeming eyes. Not that they had fear, no, they were oozing the fear factor, like, Osama bin Laden could be amongst us and you Mr. passanger should be thankful we're here to protect you so keep in line, keep the chatter down and move on only when we tell you to do so. Like, you are entering the USA, a place more secure than Fort Fucking Knox! And if you want in to this paradise, you had better stand straight goddammit!

Fuck them, fuck the USA.

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