Give Me A Break!
I took my Mother to the airport this morning so she could visit her newest great grandchild and the brain trust that is TSA apparently confiscated her jello and chocolate pudding. They were the individual-sized containers in her lunch bag, and they took them.
As her plane was an hour late taking off and they have changed her reservations on the fly, I’m already contemplating having to arrange bail before this trip is over. She has lived through the Depression, World War II, Korea, Vietnam, the Cold War, and now she is being asked to put up with the Shrubbery’s stupidity. I’m waiting to hear that she has beaten someone to a pulp with her cane. A wonderful woman, but there is a limit to her patience.
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Hey, TSA workers have to eat too. They’re just following the example of those other fine freedom-loving employees of our American government, the Nicaraguan Contras, who were lousy at fighting (just as the TSA is lousy at security) but great at stealing chickens and selling crack on the streets of East L.A. I wonder if the TSA is selling crack on the streets of East L.A. too? Probably. Probably.
– Badtux the History Penguin
Err how on earth did they work out that a dessert is a potential threat?
If your Mother will keep up the good work, I will supply her with a replacement cane.
You know those containers can’t really have exceeded the size limits… yes, the limits themselves are stupid beyond belief, given the ostensible purpose of the liquids ban, which is itself stupid beyond belief… but this must really be TSA’s pushback after the Sippy Cup incident. Now that they feel they have something to prove, every octogenarian (just guessing) who flies must be punished for… something, anything; it doesn’t much matter what.
TSA motto derived from that of the Bill Clinton campaign: “It’s the offensiveness, stupid.”
Jams, “The Anarchist’s Cookbook” has a slew of recipes involving Jello, puddings, mont-bloncs,
aspics and other gelatinous sweets. Why do you think they call it a cookbook?
I just heard from her and she was nearly as angry about the fact that after they dumped her dessert, they gave her plastic bag [one of those expensive zip-locks with the slider] to another passenger for cosmetics. She re-uses those those things for everything but food.
They were in the sealed original containers, and in the plastic bag as required.
‘Tux, Negroponte and Duetsch never saw a thug they wouldn’t hire, and both work for the Shrubbery.
Jams, the same way they come to any conclusion – rumor and misinformation.
Steve, I have never understood why they don’t do something about the cane – it’s heavy gauge aluminum and they just let it through. Oh, yes, she’s in her 80s.
CG, don’t give them ideas – security is nothing to trifle with.
I have had 5 weeks of respite from the challenge of air travel. I fly to Indianapolis on Sunday and I am not looking forward to becoming a sheep again.
The tsa: A government Full Employment Program…
Apparently airport security is a job for those unable to get work elsewhere: I took my Mother to the airport this morning so she could visit her newest great grandchild and the brain trust that is TSA apparently confiscated her jello and chocolate pudd…
That’s what is going to get my Mother in trouble, FallenMonk, the condescending attitude of these people. Sooner or later she will reach her limit and she’ll respond. She has a temper that flares when people treat her like she’s senile.
Bryan…excellent riposte…best and only genuine laugh I’ve had all day.
like steve, if she wallops someone over the head, i’ll be happy to send her a replacement cane, or a book to read while she’s waiting for her flight, or….
Blame it on Jams, CG, Monty Python et al. bring out the worst in me.
You visit some odd sites, Hipparchia.
At least she didn’t have a sippy cup with pudding in it. That would have gitmo’d her faster than anything….
We agreed to avoid the entire “water issue”, Ellroon, because she likes the taste of the local tap water and always carried a bottle with her when she traveled. The only “bottled water” she has ever liked is Clearly Canadian, which is a soft drink I bought in California.
I convinced her to mail all of her medications to her destination to avoid problems, but we missed the TSA’s Snack Pack Attack.
Late entry: I noted today on Google News that your Mother’s weapon is now the subject of a well-regarded movie. Here’s the headline (spelling and all): “Citizen Cane tops greatest movie list”.
Yep, there’s nothing like “professionals” with editors, which is why they are superior to bloggers.
Not really, I just google profusely. I was only looking for something that would help her smuggle the essentials onto the plane.
Oh, ok, I visit odd sites also.
Hipparchia, I’m afraid she will probably decide that she doesn’t want to fly ever again, it is just too much of a pain, and she has to wear a mask because of possible airborne infections. It’s just too annoying.