Made it through security (don’t know what’s up with the last post, Homeland Security?), I’m trapped. No going back. I have to get on that plane.

Eh, I’m not afraid of flying. Well, alright, maybe a little, but what is really scary is just how undignified it is to undress in public.

Myself? I wear slip-on or flip flops when I fly. Easy on, easy off. I wear a simple outfit: pants or shorts, shirt, sweater, maybe a jacket. That’s it. No scarves. No hats. No belts. No complicated business suit. Simple.

Otherwise, you just embarrass yourself in security. Believe me, no matter how good you think you look, no one wants to wait behind you while you undress.

Speaking of getting undressed in public, where did our collective shame go? How can we be reduced to a nation that must undress to board a plane? Are we really stopping terrorists by making everyone take off there shoes and belts?

Even if it is necessary, maybe we should have one big black box, or lots of big black boxes at airports. A person walks in, strips naked in the privacy of themselves and the 20 year old security guard (woe to him/her), and then walks out the other end (fully dressed, of course), confident they are doing their duty to ensure that someone or their alternate personality didn’t shove a weapon of mass destruction up their arse.😉