Pilot to TSA: 'No Groping Me and No Naked Photos'
by Michael Roberts
October
15, 2010 My name is Michael Roberts, and I am a pilot
for ExpressJet Airlines, Inc., based in Houston (that is, I still
am for the time being). This morning as I attempted to pass through
the security line for my commute to work I was denied access to
the secured area of the terminal building at Memphis International
Airport. I have passed through the same line roughly once per week
for the past four and a half years without incident. Today, however,
the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) agents at this
checkpoint were using one of the new Advanced Imaging Technology
(AIT) systems that are currently being deployed at airports across
the nation. These are the controversial devices featured by the
media in recent months, albeit sparingly, which enable screeners
to see beneath people’s clothing to an extremely graphic and intrusive
level of detail (virtual strip searching). Travelers refusing this
indignity may instead be physically frisked by a government security
agent until the agent is satisfied to release them on their way
in what is being touted as an "alternative option" to
AIT. The following is a somewhat hastily drafted account of my experience
this morning.
As I loaded
my bags onto the X-ray scanner belt, an agent told me to remove
my shoes and send them through as well, which I’ve not normally
been required to do when passing through the standard metal detectors
in uniform. When I questioned her, she said it was necessary to
remove my shoes for the AIT scanner. I explained that I did not
wish to participate in the AIT program, so she told me I could keep
my shoes and directed me through the metal detector that had been
roped off. She then called somewhat urgently to the agents on the
other side: "We got an opt-out!" and also reported the
"opt-out" into her handheld radio. On the other side I
was stopped by another agent and informed that because I had "opted
out" of AIT screening, I would have to go through secondary
screening. I asked for clarification to be sure he was talking about
frisking me, which he confirmed, and I declined. At this point he
and another agent explained the TSA’s latest decree, saying I would
not be permitted to pass without showing them my naked body, and
how my refusal to do so had now given them cause to put their hands
on me as I evidently posed a threat to air transportation security
(this, of course, is my nutshell synopsis of the exchange). I asked
whether they did in fact suspect I was concealing something after
I had passed through the metal detector, or whether they believed
that I had made any threats or given other indications of malicious
designs to warrant treating me, a law-abiding fellow citizen, so
rudely. None of that was relevant, I was told. They were just doing
their job.
Eventually
the airport police were summoned. Several officers showed up and
we essentially repeated the conversation above. When it became clear
that we had reached an impasse, one of the more sensible officers
and I agreed that any further conversation would be pointless at
this time. I then asked whether I was free to go. I was not. Another
officer wanted to see my driver’s license. When I asked why, he
said they needed information for their report on this "incident"
– my name, address, phone number, etc. I recited my information
for him, until he asked for my supervisor’s name and number at the
airline. Why did he need that, I asked. For the report, he answered.
I had already given him the primary phone number at my company’s
headquarters. When I asked him what the Chief Pilot in Houston had
to do with any of this, he either refused or was simply unable to
provide a meaningful explanation. I chose not to divulge my supervisor’s
name as I preferred to be the first to inform him of the situation
myself. In any event, after a brief huddle with several other officers,
my interrogator told me I was free to go.
As I approached
the airport exit, however, I was stopped again by a man whom I believe
to be the airport police chief, though I can’t say for sure. He
said I still needed to speak with an investigator who was on his
way over. I asked what sort of investigator. A TSA investigator,
he said. As I was by this time looking eagerly forward to leaving
the airport, I had little patience for the additional vexation.
I’d been denied access to my workplace and had no other business
keeping me there.
"Am I
under arrest?" I asked.
"No, he
just needs to ask you some more questions."
"But I
was told I’m free to go. So… am I being detained now, or what?"
"We just
need to hold you here so he can…"
"Hold
me in what capacity?" I insisted.
"Detain
you while we…"
Okay, so now
they were detaining me as I was leaving the airport facility.
We stood there
awkwardly, waiting for the investigator while he kept an eye on
me. Being chatty by nature, I asked his opinion of what new procedures
might be implemented if someday someone were to smuggle an explosive
device in his or her rectum or a similar orifice. Ever since would-be
terrorist Richard Reid set his shoes on fire, travelers have been
required to remove their footwear in the security line. And the
TSA has repeatedly attempted to justify these latest measures by
citing Northwest flight 253, on which Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab
scorched his genitalia. Where, then, would the evolution of these
policies lead next?
"Do you
want them to board your plane?" he asked.
"No, but
I understand there are other, better ways to keep them off. Besides,
at this point I’m more concerned with the greater threat to our
rights and liberties as a free society."
"Yeah,
I know," he said. And then, to my amazement, he continued,
"But somebody’s already taken those away."
"Maybe
they have," I conceded, watching the throng of passengers waiting
their turn to get virtually naked for the federal security guards.
As a side note,
I cannot refrain here from expressing my dismay and heartbreak over
a civil servant’s personal resignation to the loss of civil liberty
among the people by whom he is employed to protect and serve. If
he no longer affirms the rights and freedom of his fellow citizens,
one can only wonder exactly what he has in view as the purpose of
his profession.
The TSA investigator
arrived and asked for my account of the situation. I explained that
the agents weren’t allowing me to pass through the checkpoint. He
told me he had been advised that I was refusing security screening,
to which I replied that I had willingly walked through the metal
detector with no alarms, the same way I always do when commuting
to work. He then briefed me on the recent screening policy changes
and, apparently confused, asked whether they would be a problem
for me. I stated that I did indeed have a problem with the infringement
of my civil rights and liberty.
His reply:
"That’s irrelevant."
It wasn’t irrelevant
to me. We continued briefly in the conversation until I recognized
that we were essentially repeating the same discussion I’d already
had with the other officers and agents standing by. With that realization,
I told him I did not wish to keep going around and around with them
and asked whether he had anything else to say to me. Yes, he said
he did, marching indignantly over to a table nearby with an air
as though he were about to do something drastic.
"I need
to get your information for my report," he demanded.
"The officer
over there just took my information for his report. I’m sure
you could just get it from him."
"No, I
have to document everything separately and send it to TSOC. That’s
the Transportation Security Operations Center where we report…"
"I’m familiar
with TSOC," I assured him. "In fact, I’ve actually taught
the TSA mandated security portion of our training program at the
airline."
"Well,
if you’re an instructor, then you should know better," he barked.
"Really?
What do you mean I ‘should know better’? Are you scolding me? Have
I done something wrong?"
"I’m not
saying you’ve done something wrong. But you have to go through security
screening if you want to enter the facility."
"Understood.
I’ve been going through security screening right here in this line
for five years and never blown up an airplane, broken any laws,
made any threats, or had a government agent call my boss in Houston.
And you guys have never tried to touch me or see me naked that whole
time. But, if that’s what it’s come to now, I don’t want to enter
the facility that badly."
Finishing up,
he asked me to confirm that I had been offered secondary screening
as an alternative "option" to ATS, and that I had refused
it. I confirmed. Then he asked whether I’d "had words"
with any of the agents. I asked what he meant by that and he said
he wanted to know whether there had been "any exchange of words."
I told him that yes, we spoke. He then turned to the crowd of officers
and asked whether I had been abusive toward any of them when
they wanted to create images of my naked body and touch me in an
unwelcome manner. I didn’t hear what they said in reply, but he
returned and finally told me I was free to leave the airport.
As it turned
out, they did reach the chief pilot’s office in Houston before I
was able to. Shortly after I got home, my boss called and said they
had been contacted by the TSA. I suppose my employment status at
this point can best be described as on hold.
It’s probably
fairly obvious here that I am outraged. This took place today (now
yesterday, when I wrote all this down), 15 October 2010. Anyone
who reads this is welcome to contact me for confirmation of the
details or any additional information I can provide. The dialog
above is quoted according to my best recollection, without embellishment
or significant alteration except for the sake of clarity. I would
greatly appreciate any recommendations for legal counsel – preferably
a firm with a libertarian bent and experience resisting this kind
of tyrannical madness. This is not a left or right, red or blue
state issue. The very bedrock of our way of life in this country
is under attack from within. Please don’t let it be taken from us
without a fight.
Malo Periculosam
Libertatem Quam Quietum Servitium
Michael S.
Roberts
3794 Douglass Ave.
Memphis, TN 38111
901.237.6308
[email protected]
October
18, 2010
Michael
S. Roberts [send him
mail] is a pilot for ExpressJet Airlines.
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