Fight terrorism; get naked!

Bob,

Do you remember when I was put in the booth, back in November at the JIAP?  And then the lady from TSA just wouldn't stop.  Although others from the TSA, including supervisors knew that she was way out-of-line and had gone completely overboard they wouldn't stop her.  When I came back to Juneau, went through security in both San Francisco & Seattle.  Compared to Juneau I was waived through.  In both places they opened my carry on.  They took a look and sent me on my way.  No one felt the need to put on gloves and feel my dirty undies.  Why does Juneau take security to max?  Like is the Capitol City a hotbed of terrorism or what?

Anyway the reason I am writing is to tell you I have decided the next time I am put in the booth for a feel up, I am going to start taking off my clothes.  May stop with my underwear, but who knows.  Am thinking of getting some really ridiculous boxers to wear for the occasion.  Bright neon colors, with wording that says LOOK HERE!  And accented with a big red arrow just so there is no possibility of mistaking where to look.  What do you think?  Would you visit me in the slammer or the mental hospital? 

If I felt that this was the only way, or an effective way it wouldn't be so bad.  Why don't they ask the experts, the Israelis, for a tip or two?

Mickey 


While in California every Friday I went with my mother to a current event discussion group.  The moderator is excellent.  He could hold his own on PBS.  What more could you ask for then an understandable clear voice, knowledgeable, rational thought, and staying calm. The people who go to this are contemporaries of my 88 year old mother.  One of the last times I went before coming back to Juneau, was after the shootings in Arizona.  One person commented on the need for there to be more of an effort to locate people who might do something like what happened.  The thought hit me that if there was such an effort back in the '60's, I might have been committed, and still be institutionalized!  And for what?  Being one of the first people at my high school to grow their hair a little long, and forgo the usual dress standards. The journey though life can be a fine line travel!