Most people don't know this: airports and airplanes are full of undercover Federal agents called "Sky Marshals" or "Air Marshals". Their job is to provide undercover security. Minimal intrusion, minimal inconvenience. They're modeled after England's RAF Air Marshals and Israel's famed El Al undercover anti-terrorism agents.
Air Marshals are watching for people who are suspicious, people who set-off red flags when they travel-by-air. Once a person has been flagged an Air Marshal is attached to the individual. Most travelers never realize they've been flagged as suspects and are observed by a Federal agent, Air Marshal. This is a good thing. Keeps terrorists on their toes. Provided the Air Marshal is on-the-job.
Umar the Underwear Bomber spoiled everyone's Christmas, for many Christmas' to come.
First, I want to nominate Umar the underwear-bomber for a Darwin Award.
http://darwinawards.com/
Umar the Underwear Bomber qualifies for the Darwin Awards category of At-Risk-Survivor for having "The stupidity displayed by the participants in the following tales stops short of the ultimate sacrifice, but we salute their spirit and innovation". He gave new meaning to having "a package" for you. He gave comedians tons-o-fun with the "load in his pants". You may have other candidates and feel free to share.
Secondly, Umar the Underwear bomber has tickled the fancy of panty-fetishists and has brought out the pat-down fetishists and airport scanner passive-porno fetishists.
For example, MSNBC's panty-terrorist expert, former IL Governor (R) James R. Thompson was interviewed this morning about Umar the Underwear bomber and bombs-in-underwear, everywhere. James R. Thompson knows about "explosive" underwear. In the mid-1980's then Governor Thompson EXPLODED a pair of semen-stained panties onto television screens everywhere. He held a circus-like event where the semen-stained panties were brandished about and televised on a jumbotron to a panting-panty-fetishist crowd. It was virtual circus of bozos, on the air, waving the sloppy semen-stained panties for everyone to gasp-at, giggle-at, or grope-with the meaning of. The inflated image became hugely famous for its gargantuan display of semen-stains for the whole world to see. I won't cite the case and the full name of the woman, we knew as Cathy. Cathy's sad story was that she was molested as a child of 12 and went on to suffer through rape and public humiliation. Ringmaster then-Governor James R. "Big idiot Jim" made the tragedy a side-show, a freak-show as though he were saying "Step right up folks, inspect the huge semen stains on the huge panties, ladies, we have smelling-salts available should you be overcome by the sight."
Yes, that's the sound of me grinding an axe.
MSNBC, right now, 2:00 PM, CST, Tom, a reporter recently enroute from Brussels is excited about having an airport screener "feel around in my pants". Oh, this is really sending a thrill up James R. Thompson's leg ... someone's hand in someone else's panties? In a public place? James R. Thompson is in OINK-Heaven!
Disclosure:
- James R. Thompson believes that I am ONE of the reasons he's not President. He was on the short-list for Vice-President to Bush I, but Dan Quayle took his place. I was one of the people who gave testimony to the FBI, that allegedly kept James R. Thompson from his road-to-the-White-House. James R. Thompson & my fiance were in each others pants. The FBI said others had come forth. It was an open-secret in our State capitol, Springfield, that then Governor (R) James R. Thompson was a bi-sexual.
- James R. Thompson's law firm, Winston & Strawn, were my pro bono lawyers, who among other things, represented my women's support group and abetted the theft of my intellectual property.
James R. Thompson just couldn't stay away from Umar the Underwear bomber. Explosive underwear. Used and possibly soiled underwear. James R. Thompson just couldn't resist and he had to come forth as MSNBC's expert on explosive underwear.
"Is that a stick of dynamite in your pants, or are you just glad to see me?"