The Airports get XXX-Rays

            Lost bags, long lines, broken golf clubs, small seats, bad food, poor service, and layovers, some of the many reasons people dread airports. However all of this will be shortly forgotten as our favorite flying friends add new security measures. Airports will now begin to implement full body scanner, which of course can see through clothing. Not to worry however, passengers will only be subjected to these scanners if they set off the metal detectors and decline a much more hands on approach to the good ol’ fashion pat down. In the past TSA pat downs was with the back of the hands, now TSA will be using the front of their hands and be…..much more thorough. It seems to me that we now have the choice between the lesser of two evils; we either allow complete strangers to feel us up, or basically see us naked. Airports have gone downhill at a rapid rate. This started with the ridiculously high prices for tickets, shortly followed by mile long lines, and you never really can seem to count on flights being on time especially when it is most important. I cannot be too hard on airline companies however; after all when they lose my bags I do get a sweet toiletry kit which contains all the essentials, a white XXXL T-shirt, XS black socks, half of a toothbrush, none flavor toothpaste, a one blade razor, and the all important vanilla soap. If our national economy didn’t depend so heavily on this ability of transportation I would suggest a boycott, perhaps in this boycott we could all wear rather larger T-shirt with our preferred slogans on them, as opposed to holding signs. I do remember my first flight, and how excited I was to be so high in the air. I was going to my grandmother and could not wait to inform her of the peanuts I had on the plane. Ignorance is bliss I suppose, and unfortunately I grew up. The cherry on top of this Sunday for me though is that my family lives in Europe, and as the only way to see them is by air. I better decide if I want to be XXX-Rayed or groped whatever the decision I think I may have to hit the gym beforehand.