They’ve even been known to strip-search those grandmothers. They also humiliate younger women dying of cancer and men recovering from cancer of the bladder, torment crippled little boys, and harass three-year-old girls in wheelchairs until they cry. For good measure, they occasionally slaughter a bi-polar gentleman. You might think such wickedness would eventually sicken even Our Rulers, but it never does.
What crushing irony: over the weekend of July 4, as Americans celebrated their alleged freedom, the TSA graphically proved yet again our total enslavement.
The outrage in question actually dates to June 30, 2015; it’s only now hitting the headlines thanks to Hannah Cohen’s lawsuit. But last year, when she was 18, Hannah tried to fly with her mother to their home in Chattanooga from Memphis, TN. The duo were pros at this route, having traveled it “hundreds of times” over the last 17 years, “without incident ever,” to treat Hannah at St Jude’s Medical Center. This particular trip was special since it was the final one.
Hannah probably inspires everyone around her. Though she’s suffered “damage from radiation and removal of a brain tumor that substantially limits her ability to speak, walk, stand, see, hear, care for herself, learn work, think, concentrate, and interact with others,” she frequently braves commercial aviation, a gauntlet that daunts even the strongest and healthiest. Her mother, Shirley, “a professor of nursing at a university in Chattanooga,” summarizes Hannah’s condition as “partially deaf, blind in one eye, paralyzed, and easily confused…”
Perhaps to mark the end of an era at St Jude’s, Hannah wore a sequined blouse for the flight home. There was a time when free people dressed as they pleased, but no longer. Those sequins set off the TSA’s gizmos—you know, the ones that beep at innocuous clothing while allowing 96% of contraband on undercover investigators to slide right through checkpoints.
“’My shirt – it had sequins,’ Hannah told the Guardian, laboring to speak. …’You could see on the screen what it was pointing out,’ Shirley said. She stood to the side, watching, wearing an immobilization boot on a broken foot. Agents told Hannah they needed to take her to a ‘sterile area’ where they could search her further. She was afraid, Shirley said, and offered to take off the sequined shirt as she was wearing another underneath, but a female agent laughed at her.” Naturally. What else would we expect from these predators?
With the TSA’s fiends converging on her to “to do further scanning,” as her mother euphemistically put it, Hannah’s disorientation worsened. Whose wouldn’t? All the same, she reacted as any reasonable woman would when bullies lunge for her: she tried to escape. Mrs. Cohen appealed “to a supervisor standing nearby. ‘She is a St Jude’s patient, and she can get confused,’ she said. ‘Please be gentle. If I could just help her, it will make things easier.’”
Ah, but the TSA’s crack Warriors on Terror know that mothers of St Jude’s patients often pass explosives to their ill daughters while “helping.” So the Thieves and Sexual Assailants “didn’t listen to me at all.” In fact, “[A] guard pushed me back 20ft, in my boot, and told me I couldn’t be nearby,’ said Shirley… ‘I felt so helpless. I sat down on a bench facing away so I couldn’t see what they were doing to my daughter.’”
Then “a voice on the public address system requested more agents to report to the checkpoint, Shirley said. ‘That’s when the armed guards came.’”
These new arrivals “grabbed” Hannah, “startling” her. “She’s trying to get away from them,” her mother recalled, “but in the next instant, one of them had her down on the ground and hit her head on the floor. There was blood everywhere.”
Just as women used to dress as they pleased, there was also a time when any man, even those so corrupt as to “work” for the State, would have blushed to beat up on a girl, let alone one as sick as Hannah. But thanks to feminism and the police-state, those days have vanished. After these shameless savages worked Hannah over, the airport’s cops arrested her. (Yes, airports boast not only their own cops but prison cells. And have for decades, well before the TSA’s advent. Which tells you how the municipal governments that own and manage airports view their “customers.”) Hannah languished overnight at “Jail East,” a women’s prison in Memphis, separated from her mother—and, it’s a safe bet, any medication she needed. If Hannah’s confusion and disorientation were horrific before, imagine what a night of incarceration did for her.
“’Here we were with nowhere to go, not even a toothbrush, our bags had gone to Chattanooga,’ said Cohen.” Thank God, “[a]fter 24 hours apart, the mother and daughter were reunited in the parking lot of the jail. Shirley said she held her daughter, who sobbed, ‘I’m sorry, Mama.’”
The next day, “the pair appeared before a local judge, who beheld Hannah’s “cuts and contusions. ‘The judge’s eyes got big and round,’ Shirley said.”
Judge Round Eyes dismissed all charges. I’m sorry we don’t have his name since he may be the last honest jurist in our declining Empire: courts almost always side with the TSA, however, brutal or unjustified its attack on a passenger.
So far, the TSA’s response to this merciless assault is almost as infuriating as the assault itself: “Passengers can call ahead of time to learn more about the screening process for their particular needs or medical situation.” Yes. At least some things never change: though Judge Round Eyes surprised us, the TSA blames the victim, as always. To which Shirley tartly replied: “Why should I do that when we’ve been going through that airport for 17 years?”
Given her profession and her nearly two decades of tending a disabled daughter, Shirley is sophisticated about the latter’s “rights” under the Americans with Disabilities Act. Ergo, she’s suing the TSA, “Memphis and Shelby County Airport Authority, and Memphis International Airport Police Department” for “damages in a reasonable sum not exceeding $100,000.00 … and costs.”
Why not litigate the TSA’s egregious violations of the Fourth Amendment instead? Because, an attorney tells me, the Cohens are likelier to win on these narrower grounds. But what good will that do? Handicapped folks may emerge from this atrocity with a few more “rights,” but Lady Liberty is already as bloodied as Hannah. And taxpayers, not the thugs who hurt this innocent girl, will cough up whatever damages the Cohens win. Yet Shirley apparently hopes to curb some of the TSA’s criminality: “…if they will do this to a disabled girl, does that mean they’ll do it to an 80-year-old grandmother?”
Oh, indeed, it does. They’ve even been known to strip-search those grandmothers. They also humiliate younger women dying of cancer and men recovering from cancer of the bladder, torment crippled little boys, and harass three-year-old girls in wheelchairs until they cry. For good measure, they occasionally slaughter a bi-polar gentleman. You might think such wickedness would eventually sicken even Our Rulers, but it never does. They continue to renew the TSA’s budget year after year rather than abolish this Satanic agency.
“These people think they are God,” Shirley says. Bingo: she’s right again. “They think they can do anything they want … It’s time for justice.” Which no doubt has the TSA’s goons laughing as heartily as they did when Hannah offered to remove her offending sequins.
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