I had the misfortune to travel by air to the U.S. on the holiday right after the underwear bomber was apprehended in Michigan.
Security was in pandemonium mode with each airport imposing different regulations on the travelers.
Many flights were canceled due to the staggering lack of focus and organization and the delays that caused.
I reported to the airport as instructed on the radio at 3 hours prior to boarding to allow for security checks etc.
I was preborded except for the bording pass and luggage claim checks.
Getting that pass was uneventful but for the incessant question ”were are you going?”
I bit my tongue and refrained from saying read the*%$# ticket!
Next we all piled up at the U.S. customs desk TO ANSWER THE SAME QUESTION.
A short 200 feet later we were again halted to go through Homeland security.
They managed to have 2 lines going for 121 passengers and just as we got there the scanners etc went off line.
Of the 9 people I counted working there, none could enter the correct commands to the terminal to restart the scanner and we waited about 20 minutes in silence until a gentleman walked up to the terminal and typed for about 5 seconds and the machines went back on.
We were instructed to take off all metal objects as well as our shoes and pass through the security arches.
It was now taking about 5 minutes per passenger as most were failing the metal detector. It rang out at everything and in my case disliked my belt buckle sending me back out to wrestle with the belt loops and place my belt in a dish to be scanned separately.
In past experiences they merely scanned such things as belts, rings, earrings etc with a hand held scanner
After a inch by inch search of my entire body excluding my genitals I was released, totally disheveled and confused to yet another line as the terminal was now over crowding with delayed flights.
I thought to myself, what next a Vulcan mind probe?
Finally, we took off at 9:10 AM. —-We were scheduled to leave at 8:00.
All in all we needed an extra 2 hours and 10 minutes to satisfy Homeland security of our intentions for a flight that was to be 2 hours and 45 minutes.
On the way back the security was much better and almost tolerable.
When the security guard pushed me back to remove my metal belt buckle this time I just dropped my pants belt and all,tossed them in a tray going through the scanner and marched relentlessly through the security gate.
You could have heard a pin drop in there.
This time they didn’t bother to hand search me.???
There must be a better way.
I’m vowing to stay off the Airlines until they find one.
Happy New year All.
-- A mind, like a home, is furnished by its owner