The irony of the situation hit me like a punch in the gut. The very same week TSA is to adjust their pat down policy on children, I have an experience that leaves me in tears.
For years I have sailed through airport security. For the past ten years of airport travel, I have smiled and nodded, removed my shoes, every ounce of jewelry, my sunglasses, belts and, of course, all liquids tucked neatly in a clear plastic bag.
I didn’t love the idea of the body scanners. I read the reports. I studied the X-Ray information. I’ve seen the pictures released to the public of what can be seen, and though there is an element that makes me uncomfortable, in the name of safety, I didn’t object.
But today? After the most invasive pat down I have experienced, I DO OBJECT. And here’s why: