Making Pilots Puke
by Becky Akers
Believe me when I say that I despise unions as much as the next anarchist. With their taxation of victims based on profession rather than geography and their violence against those who object to paying for “services” they neither want nor need, unions are nothing but government writ small.
So it is with fear, trembling, and a sense of the world’s turning upside down that I applaud not one but two pilots’ unions, albeit with reservations (no pun intended). Both have denounced the Transportation Security Administration’s (TSA) ogling and sexual assault of their members (ditto on the pun); both urge pilots to refuse irradiation from the TSA’s porno-scanners though that guarantees groping from its goons. “There is absolutely no denying that the enhanced pat-down is a demeaning experience,” says Dave Bates, president of the union for American Airlines’ pilots. “In my view, it is unacceptable to submit to one in public while wearing the uniform of a professional airline pilot. I recommend that all pilots insist that such screening is performed in an out-of-view area to protect their privacy and dignity.”