Two by two, hands of blue

Two by two, hands of blue
the gloves go snapping on
Bend over please, just give a sneeze…
Your freedom? That’s all gone!

You’ve got to choose just what you lose:
your health or dignity.
X-rays for you–take off your shoes–
what pure absurdity!

We’ll see you nude, just ’cause we’re lewd,
and of course we can
we have the power to make you shower
in x-rays out of hand.

If you refuse then stop and muse
the fun we’ll have when groping
your helpless form: it is the norm,
our only way of coping.

It’s sex assault or battery
by x-rays penetrating
your pretty skin, just let us in,
why are you hesitating?

My heart goes out to my American cousins, faced these days with a choice between physical assault by x-ray backscatter imaging and sexual assault by groping TSA wardens.

The third choice is not to travel, or to choose alternative means of travelling, most of which are less safe than aircraft. The FAA has policies that are based on rational, statistical analysis of population behaviour, and tries to produce outcomes that will maximize the safety of travellers. The TSA exhibits no such rationality.

The title of this poem is lifted from River Tam‘s line in Joss Whedon‘s Firefly, and inspired by this unfortunate image.

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3 Responses to Two by two, hands of blue

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  2. RoboMonkey says:

    Especially significant, given the Firefly theme song: “You can’t take the sky from me.”

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