In “GE Puffer Stinks of Dr. Strangelove,” Kim Cameron writes about his experiences with the new explosive detection machines:
People, I really hated the GE product. It is tiny, and closes around you. I felt seriously claustrophobic. Then it shot bursts of air at me so hard it actually hurt.
I had been told there would be “puffs of air”, but these were not, by any definition, puffs.
“Puffs” make me think of cigar smoke. Or “Puff the magic dragon”. Puffs of wind. But these were hurricane strength blasts.
Meanwhile the machine barks orders like a concentration camp commandant. Where did they get the voice? It speaks in a chilling metallic imperative borrowed from a really bad science fiction movie. In fact it was barely believable that adults would unleash this contraption on anyone.
I have a number of quick thoughts and questions:
- Doubtless, TSA will be rolling these out nationwide shortly.
- Did they make you take off your shoes? Of course. The indignities are never reduced, or tested for efficacy.
- Wait till you see what they mean by “consent to search.”
- Private to Kim: If you find this happening again, you might print your own backup boarding passes. It’s what all the cool (and uncool) kids do.
(Thanks to Gunnar Peterson for the pointer.)