To save us from armed and dangerous … erm, sock monkey dolls.
Seriously. Here you have it, my friends. The vast power and stunning grandeur of government, all summed up in one act. This is the thing we’re taught all our lives to revere. This is the thing that claims to defend us against the horrors of anarchy. This person, this deed — and millions more like them every day — are what makes the grand institution to which we are expected to bow in wonder and cowering obedience.
This is the little man* behind the curtain of government.
And I’m not referring to the sock monkey.
(H/T G.)
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* Who in this case is a woman. But it hardly matters, because no matter your sex or preferences, you wouldn’t want to get intimate in any sense of the word with one of these … things.
The thing that comes immediately to mind is;
Full Definition of LUDICROUS
1: amusing or laughable through obvious absurdity, incongruity, exaggeration, or eccentricity
2: meriting derisive laughter or scorn as absurdly inept, false, or foolish
I wonder if the offending TSA agent took the tiny little gun home for her kids to play with.
This should be downright funny. Hilarious in its pluperfect idiocy. And yet somehow, I just can’t bring myself to laugh at the absurdity any more.
Maybe problem is that when I hear the word “absurd”, I can only think of our old friend Voltaire: “Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.”
Yeah, no kidding. And the freakin’ SOBs openly select for the skill set. From what seems a limitless candidate pool.
“I understand she was doing her job but at some point doesn’t common sense prevail?”
Nope. Not until people get over this just “doing her job” mental glitch. Get over that and maybe common sense will start to make a comeback.
It is times like these that makes me wonder if they have to have a surgery to remove their “Common Sense” before being allowed to work as a government agent for any of the government agencies.
Unless being stupid is a part of the job description (which, frankly, isn’t beyond the realm of possibility), no, she was NOT just “doing her job.”
I LOVE these events. There is nothing better for opening people’s eyes.
Clair did you hear what happened when a TSA agent in the Cody airport rang the alarm about some LED blinky toys some guy wanted to bring on the plane? (They were for his nieces and nephews.) Wayyy better than this monkey story.
The passenger was led aside and grilled by various members of the “protective” class. The airport was shut down. The highway in front of the airport was shut down. A bomb disposal team was flown in from Cheyenne, something like 400 miles away.
I wrote this letter to the local paper (“YRA” means Yellowstone Regional Airport):
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I want to thank the YRA TSA for taking time out from their usual busy jobs of manhandling pregnant women and 80-year old grandmas, to save us from a collection of party toys. I just don’t know how we managed in this country, before our brave airport warriors came on the scene! Thanks also to the other alphabet agencies that helped with this arduous and important task – even if they are unconstitutional.
What with the Angels’ fiasco and now this, I am about to bust a gut laughing. Please, no more! I don’t want a heart attack. Our Barney Fife “protectors” need to lighten up and not take themselves quite so seriously. Not all of us are scared of our shadows out here…