Presenting PreCheck: Fascist and Furious
by Becky Akers: What
Will Jesus Do?
so many bragged so much about so little.
The TSA and
its flaks in the corporate media are currently shilling for the
agency’s "Pre√ (yes, Jargon plumbs new depths here: that
cuneiform translates as ‘PreCheck’) Program." The outrage with
the Orwellian name isn’t anything new: it’s haunted nationalized
aviation for almost as long as the TSA has. Sometimes, companies
who "partner" with the Feds but nonetheless insist
that they’re "private" have offered it. Other times, as
now, the Thieves and Sexual Assailants are its sole sponsors.
The scam pretends
that serfs who divulge even more information to the Feds than their
dossiers already contain will suffer less persecution from the TSA
than the rest of us. The agency doesn’t go so far as to claim they’ll
completely escape its sexual molestation, nor even that they’ll
breeze through checkpoints; rather, these self-snitches will merely
expedited screening [sic for ‘unconstitutional, warrantless
searches’]." Our Masters will "no longer" force them
to "remov[e] the following items: Shoes; 3-1-1 compliant bag
from carry-on; Laptop from bag; Light outerwear/jacket; Belt."
However, "TSA will always incorporate random and unpredictable
security measures [sic for ‘sexual assault and humiliation’]
throughout the airport and no individual will be guaranteed expedited
of the TSA’s spokesliars insists that "random" groping
important element of the program." Wanna bet the groping
more random than the porno-scanning is? (And by the way, where
are the feminists on this? Why have we heard diddly from NOW during
the TSA’s decade of degrading women?)
to sometimes perhaps avoid Big Brother’s fondling comes with a price:
$100. Since we’re dealing with Leviathan here, assume this is a
yearly fee and that it will rise steeply as more passengers seek
relief, even if partial, from the agency’s abuse.
the real kicker, something that should have every American, Occupier
or otherwise, screaming to abolish the TSA and indeed all government:
PreCheck is unabashedly, openly fascist. It splits with corporations
the power the Feds wield over us.
Not just anyone
can enroll in PreCheck, you see: "Travelers
who already submit background information to participate in
a frequent flier program with American and Delta airlines may
be invited by those airlines to participate in PreCheck. If
passengers agree, the airlines would share the background data with
the TSA." [Emphasis added.]
will expand as other airlines exploit PreCheck: "United, US
Airways and Alaska airlines are expected to join the program this
In other words,
you have to be rich enough to spend lots of money with a corporation
– you have to have earned the corporation’s approval – before PreCheck
will consider your application. (Members of various unconstitutional
lists the Feds maintain, such as "Customs
and Border Protection's Trusted Traveler program," are
also eligible. And even we plebs can apply – read: pay $100, non-refundable
-- via the TSA’s website, but we’re gambling against very long odds
without a corporate supporter.)
this is exactly how aviation’s security should function -- provided
we strip the TSA from it. Airlines should bar customers they don’t
trust from their planes. And would, were it not for Title
II of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 and its evisceration of our
inalienable right to associate. That legislation renames private
accommodations engaged in interstate commerce" and then
prohibits them from "discriminating," which the Feds interpret
as refusing to do business for any reason a bureaucrat hasn’t approved.
And no wonder: the
State reserves the august authority to discriminate for itself.
absent the force that Leviathan always brings to its alliances with
business, corporations own no power over us: we are just as free
to break off transactions as they are, to make other arrangements,
to live life as we see fit, with or without a specific company’s
let’s say Linda tries to buy a ticket on Macho Airlines. Its CEO
is a raging misogynist who has prohibited his employees from transporting
women. Alas, barring half his potential customers from his airline
means that the other half picks up the slack in much higher prices.
So even if Linda could persuade Mr. Misogynist to fly her to Paris,
she’d far rather ride on his cheaper – and more welcoming – competitor.
In a freed
market, then, neither exercises power over the other, though the
wealthy Mr. M leads a corporation and Linda is merely an impecunious
traveler. Plenty of other companies will serve her when Mr. M declines
to do so.
no longer the case when government intrudes in the mix. Under its
control, Mr. M can’t deny Linda passage because of her sex – but
the government can on the slightest pretext (the Feds refuse to
divulge their criteria for inclusion on the No-Fly List – probably
evidence suggests they
ban passengers for a
lengthy list of "offenses" that wouldn’t pass muster
if exposed). Nor does the government block Linda from only one airline:
it blocks her from all. She has no recourse, either. Since Leviathan
doesn’t divulge the names on the List, she can’t prove she’s on
it, and therefore has no "standing" to sue for her removal.
And yes, courts
have upheld this Alice-in-Wonderland "logic." Enthusiastically.
but predictably, the frequent flyers the media quotes love PreCheck.
"Oh, that would be a great thing," one
of them told CBS’s affiliate in Chicago. "I’d really enjoy
that. It would be a time saver." I wonder if he’ll as heartily
welcome government’s working with corporations to restrict access
in other industries, too – ones where he doesn’t have a leg up on
John-sorry, Janet Napolitano, the DHS’s Secretary, smears PreCheck’s
dupes as "our
trusted partners." How’s that for a dire insult? Bear that
in mind, all you eager enrollees: totalitarians, thieves and pedophiles
consider you their accomplices.
Akers [send her mail] writes
primarily about the American Revolution.
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