If you've ever experienced the joy of flying, then you'll know what a privilege it is to be made safe and secure by the utterly professional, and ever-competent TSA. Who doesn't love having their carry-on rummaged through to ensure that the personal liquid limit hasn't been exceeded?
Isn't it also awesome when the TSA pats down disabled children? Or when they "randomly select you" with this special stamp code? I mean it's bad enough that airlines themselves are tying people to wheelchairs with dirty blankets, and now we've got to worry about an agency that's pretty much a waste of money treating us like a bunch of savages.