For over two decades, Americans have endured one of the most idiotic rituals in modern history, being forced to take off their shoes at the airport like inmates lining up for a cavity search. All thanks to the bloated disaster known as the TSA, a government creation born not out of necessity, but out of Congress’s insatiable lust to waste billions on a make-work program for the barely employable.
They rounded up people who couldn’t pass a fast food application test, dressed them in cop costumes, handed them gold badges, and told them they were heroes. What followed was a nationwide reign of incompetence and abuse. These clowns got off on frisking nuns, patting down kids in wheelchairs, and stealing your shampoo while pretending your Converse sneakers were a threat to national security.
Every flight was a performance of bad theater, complete with barking orders, pointless delays, and the lovely aroma of 300 passengers’ fungal foot odor wafting through the terminal. And for what? Not safety. Just optics. Just power. Just a federal agency full of bored losers flexing their fake authority on families trying to make a flight.
But finally, under President Donald Trump, the curtain has dropped on at least one act of this government-sponsored farce. Passengers no longer have to strip their shoes and surrender their last shred of dignity to board a plane. A small victory, but a sweet one. The TSA’s foot-sniffing fetish has been kicked to the curb.
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