Pistole as Puffball
by Becky Akers
Talk about your nauseating charade!
John Pistole, Head Whore at the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) who admonishes outraged Americans to suck it up when his thugs strip-search little boys and traumatize pilots with near-rape, who spurns taxpayers’ shrieks that they shouldn’t have to risk cancer just to board a plane and shrugs at subjecting an entire generation to birth defects, also owns a soft side. And reveals it to his shock troops when he “Visits Airport to Buck Up Employees and Defend Tactics.”
Or so coos the New York Times. “As John Pistole strode through Concourse B of Ronald Reagan National Airport on [Tuesday, Nov. 23,] one of the busiest travel days of the year, flanked by airport employees, a news media handler [sic for ‘propagandist you and I fund’] and a reporter, a bewildered traveler looked up and wondered aloud: Is a celebrity flying through?”
Could the Times pay this pornographer, pimp and pedophile any higher compliment in our star-obsessed culture? Meanwhile, had its reporter “flanked” Hitler as he reviewed the ranks, we would doubtless read of a “6-foot-3” hunk “with pale blue eyes and a slow, Indiana” – or Austrian, as the case may be –“timbre,” a charmer who “can seem folksy and warm” thanks to “his dry sense of humor.” Just an all-around great guy if we overlook his unfortunate habit of shoving folks into ovens then and porno-scanners now.