As we walked through the DC and Houston airports today, Jack waved and talked to every policeman, security officer and T.S.A. agent he could. One told him where his bullets were stored -thrilling- and another shook his hand. Then we started to talking to John, a Houston T.S.A. agent. I said, “do y’all attend police academy in order to serve?” His response: “Hardly” with a chuckle.
Now really, after they frisk your babies, throw out your water, toss your homemade jam (yes this happened to me last time), does it make you feel more or less supportive of these stringent (ridiculous) rules to hear that any Joe off the street can be a T.S.A. agent?