I received a call last night from a man who recently had a first hand look at the abuses of the TSA. I promised him that he would remain anonymous, but that I would make his story known. What you are about to hear is why we must all, now, today, take back our country from the hands of tyrants.
This man is in his mid fifties, a loyal citizen of the United States, certainly not a terrorist or any threat to the security of this country, an airline, airport or any of his fellow passengers.
He has recently undergone surgery to deal with a disabling injury to his neck and shoulder. The most recent surgery was, as I am told, his last best chance to regain function, and return some of his life back to him. It required the implantation of a cadaver tendon, a transplant with serious re-attachment and rejection issues surrounding it.
Because of the location of the transplant, his shoulder and arm had to be imoblized in a very complicated brace. He decided to go to Florida, some warmer weather, to recuperate, but was warned by his doctor that any injury, any blow to the area of the surgery could seriously jeopardize the chances for recovery and that any such injury would likely require much more invasive, and risk laden surgery.
At the airport, as is his right, he opted out of the body scanner. The TSA agents at first questioned him as to why he didn't want to go through the nude body radiation machine. He explained.
His concerns were with regard to the higher levels of radiation being fired at our bodies than had at first been reported, but which are now widely known. After all of his recent surgeries, and numerous x-rays, he was concerned that he had already received enough radiation for one year.
Then he was told to stand on a rubber mat and they waved a wand over him. He alerted them to the presence of his medical device (the brace) and in fact unbuttoned his shirt to show it to them. He offered to go to a private screening room and fully undress if necessary, reassuring them that he was compliant and no threat.
They refused and insisted upon doing a pat down search.
He told them about his medical condition, the warnings his doctor had given him and clearly told the agent that they could not touch the area of the surgical scar, but were free to examine him in any other way.
The agent had him turn around, and from the back, during the pat down, slammed his hand down on the surgery site. The blow and the pain drove my friend to his knees. He says he was immediately dizzy, disoriented and nauseous.
Eventually he got up, without any offer of help, turned around, and in obvious pain, asked the agent (admittedly upset) "Why in the hell did you hit me like that?" The agent did not respond. He repeated the question. The agent just stood there, smiling. In great pain he asked to speak to a supervisor.
The supervisor came, he explained what had transpired and asked to fill out a civil rights complaint form. The supervisor told him, sternly, you won't be filing anything, leave this area and board your plane. My friend said he unmistakeably detected that this was not a request he was free to ignore, without being arrested.
He boarded the plane, in great pain and with concern for his recent transplanted tendon. He called me from Florida, a grown man, nearly in tears, not only from the physical pain, but out of fear and frustration that the power of our government seems to have outgrown the consent of the governed, and his sense of being powerless.
I submit that the time is fast approaching when the people of the United States will once again recognize that certain agencies and people operating with the full power of our government have become destructive to the ends of liberty.
It is now, as it was in 1776, our right and our duty to abolish those agencies of government and institute new ones, organizing their powers in such form as to us seem most likely to effectively protect our safety and happiness.
If you know of anyone suffering abuses at the hands of the TSA, let me know. I fully expect that one day a client will come in and request that I seek judicial redress for these ills. I fully appreciate that by filing that lawsuit I will step into the arena of courtroom warfare.
But, my friends, it will be a noble battle for the preservation of our republic. What is at stake is nothing less than the cause of liberty. And, my friends, it is unmistakable now, the war has already come to some. Let us remember the words of Patrick Henry:
Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance, by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot?
The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.
The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!