I had to fly to Boston after hearing all the furor over the new full-body x-rays/gropy pat-downs, so I was a bit nervous about it, nervous enough to plan a completely NOTHING TO SEE HERE outfit to wear, down to a sports bra so my underwires wouldn’t beep. Postmodern passive aggression: comply with authority, complain about it on the interwebs later.
As it happened…nothing happened. Going through security was just like every other flight: shoes and coat in a box, carryons on the belt, and me through the metal detector. A woman ahead of me in line (she was wearing awsum holiday kneesox under her boots) got wanded but I didn’t see anything untoward (but I didn’t ask how she felt about it). I was travelling two major airports, too, Hartsfield/Jackson and Logan.
So. Is all the excitement a blogospheric frenzy? Did I just miss any available examples of TSA paranoia and creepiness? I don’t know. If I hadn’t been listening to the news I wouldn’t have noticed anything different. I’m not discounting anyone else’s experience (and believe me, I’m well aware that a middle-aged white woman in a Hope College sweatshirt and sized-for-comfort jeans is going to be overlooked a lot faster than almost anyone), but that was mine.