I Travel The St. Louis Boston Air Route Essay

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I travel the St. Louis-Boston air route on an almost weekly basis. At times Boston Transportation Security Administration (TSA) stops me. Every time I am being stopped, I end up exhausted, confused and even a bit shaky.
As I get prepared to cross the TSA security checkpoint the rush starts. I tend to feel somehow naked. A sensation I believe might be shared with those who actually did strip naked to show TSA screeners that they were not carrying a bomb, as John Brennan did in 2012. Once all things have gone through a scanner, I am requested to step into the scanner myself. They order me to bring my arms up with my legs spread apart, stepping on the yellow shoe figures that are on the floor. I wait to be Okayed, before getting my okayed things back. But today my things were not Okayed.
I 'm not allowed to touch any of those things that used to be mine. Things that were an extension of myself: A hard worker honest person, and doctoral student. That is what I find myself thinking, as if my reputation and character were in doubt. At that very moment no one cares what I have to say. In fact, in trying to be helpful I 'm not considered helpful but a possible delinquent. I find myself clarifying that I am not the enemy. That I have spent six months helping through the Red Cross after 9/11 as an unpaid volunteer. But TSA agents are not there to listen. Their job is to increase the safety on board and reduce terrorist attacks on aircrafts. What they see is not my toiletry, my…

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