OpEdNews - Page 2 of Article: Dear Security: Secure This!

I asked with a smile, "So, what exactly are you swabbing for?"

"Security."

"Yes, I have heard that one before, but please tell me more. What exactly are you looking for in my cosmetics and dirty laundry?"

"We cannot say."

"Why not?"

"Security."

After my laptop was thoroughly swabbed I was politely asked to start it up and open up a program. I did as I was told as I inquired, "Why?"

"Security. I must take your computer away now."

Oh great I thought as she disappeared from my site for at least five minutes. I am not one to give into paranoia, but I am having my laptop checked out by a geek asap.

After I was allowed to repack all my belongings, I embarked upon Phase Three of Security:

The Strip Search.

I was told that I must be checked for metal and once again, was led to the same door I had been led through twice before, marked SECURITY.

I knew the routine and as soon as I got behind the curtain I removed my shoes and belt and sat down until they were run through another x-ray machine.

When my 'companion' returned I stood without being told with arms extended from my sides and I was wanded all over and then thoroughly patted down; every inch of my body.

Once again the wand whined with intensity as it passed over the buttons on my jeans.

As before, I was told to sit down and wait while my companion went to fetch an unsmiling woman who entered the cubicle and introduced herself as "Security."

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