Why TSA Screeners Hate Me: Mystery Solved

 

I have always wondered why TSA screeners seem to target me (especially after I cuss ’em a bit).  Now I realize that I have to buy new luggage to allay Official Fears.  OK, maybe I could also try to stop radiating sedition. But that is practically the only redeeming fun when flying nowadays.

Admittedly, I have had some fun with TSA on this blog over the past 8 years.

((Thanks to Mick Stevens for this excellent “daily cartoon” from the New Yorker.)

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2 Responses to Why TSA Screeners Hate Me: Mystery Solved

  1. The Infamous Oregon Lawhobbit April 22, 2014 at 9:58 am #

    Not the suspiciously unlit cigar?

    • Jim April 22, 2014 at 10:06 am #

      The last time a TSA agent went ballistic about my cigar was at Baltimore-Washington International Airport.

      And explaining to the chump with fancy epaulets that I only smoked cheap cigars – and showing him the brand’s label – FACTORY THROWOUTS – did nothing to dampen his rage.