I Don’t Fly..
Not only do I not want to be zapped by as much radiation as a chest x-ray for no apparent reason, I also don’t want to be groped by anyone..except my husband.
Besides, my thinking is this: the terrorists may get us again…but it won’t be by plane, because there’s not an American out there who wouldn’t take care of business and take the bastids down if it ever came to that again. Remember the underwear bomber? Subdued by passengers. I’m surprised they didn’t pop open a door and deliver a little justice at 12,000 feet, too. I’ll bet it was considered, albeit silently.
So, until sanity is restored to our airports I’m not flying.