Mike Adams
Natural News
Tuesday, Dec 29th, 2009
As all of North America now seems to be focused on the issue of one
terrorist wearing a pair of exploding underwear, I might as well
comment on this latest bit of security theater that seems to have
transfixed the nation. Pictures of the exploding underwear
“bomb” have now surfaced on the ‘net. You can view
them at ABC News: http://abcnews.go.com/Blotter/north…
Here is exactly what the text on this page says (I’m not
making this up, this is seriously true): (warning: Some of the content
here is graphic, read at your own risk…)
“The first photo, to the left, shows the slightly charred
and singed underpants with the bomb packet still in place.”
I don’t know what you think, but if you did an underwear
search of all the passengers flying these days, you’d probably
find half of them are wearing underwear that’s slightly charred and singed with the “bomb packet” still in place.
The gastrointestinal health of the general population is atrocious! And by the time you add in some airport food and in-flight processed food
snacks, pretty much everyone on the airplane is setting off a little
bomb packet by the time they get off the plane. (Why do you think
everybody can’t wait to get off in such a hurry?)
Processed food has turned us all into in-flight terrorists!
Frankly, I’m not sure what’s more of a threat to public health: Lousy airport security or the digestive effects of in-flight meals. But they both have one thing in common: Underwear…
How to explode your rectum without harming anyone nearby
The ABC News story mentioned above goes on to state that this
terrorist’s underwear was packing 80 grams of an explosive powder
called PETN, which government tests have revealed can blow a (tiny)
hole in the wall of an airplane.
This is all brilliant stuff, of course. Truly brilliant. This whole
idea that underwear explosives might destroy an airplane all makes
sense except for the fact that the terrorist’s butt cheeks are in the way!
Had this explosive packet actually been set off, I can tell you
exactly what would have happened: There would have been a really loud
pop, immediately followed by in-flight pieces of exploding butt cheeks.
I’m not trying to be funny here. This is a true description of the way bombs work. They explode outward,
destroying whatever is closest to them first. And this guy actually had
this bomb wedged in between his butt cheeks. A sort of “wedgie
bomb”, if you will. A wedgie with a bang.
This is a serious discussion. There was an attempted assassination
of a Middle Eastern prince that happened not long ago. It was even
reported in the press. The assassin had somehow managed to shove
explosives into his rectum — I swear I’m not making this up
— and waltzed right through security with it. He then shuffled
toward his target, fired off the bomb and subsequently blew his butt
cheeks all over the room… without harming anyone else.
Brilliant, huh?
Think about it. In World War II films, you know how
you always see brave soldiers throwing themselves on an enemy grenade
to protect their squad buddies? That actually works because whoever is on top of the grenade absorbs the explosion. It’s basic physics.
In the case of super wedgie terrorist, he’s sitting right on top of the explosive powder! Who do you think is going to absorb the full force of the explosion? It’s going to be the guy sitting on it.
This is physics 101. A small bomb in somebody’s underwear is really only a threat to the idiot wearing the underwear.
The first rule of making bombs is that you probably should not be sitting on top of them when they go off.
Please remove your shoes and your underwear…
Predictably, U.S. authorities have now talked this up into a huge
security threat. And sooner or later, it’s all bound to lead up
to mandatory underwear searches!
I can see it now: A row of air passengers stands nervously at the gate, nearly ready to board the plane when TSA
enforcers approach and suddenly demand that everybody bend over and
pull down their underwear for a quick search for
“explosives.”
Sadly, most Americans are so brain-numbed by security propaganda, they would probably go along with it!
So why not just go all the way with this and pass a new TSA rule requiring all Americans to fly with no underwear!
The captain comes on the intercom, saying, “Visibility is 80
miles, we’re climbing to 29,000 feet, and we’re expecting
this flight to be a little breezy…”
Yep, it’s undies off when boarding planes from now on. As you pass through security, you can toss your water
bottles in one bin, your underwear and panties in another bin, and your
self respect in a third. Essentially, if these security searches get
any more personal, they’re going to undress us from head to toe
and make us wear medical gowns, chained to our seats
like convicts in a prisoner transport plane. Once we land, we can
reclaim our underwear and, if we’re lucky, a bit of our lost
pride.
Your bra just might contain a bomb…
Don’t you just love how air travel
authorities keep coming up with new stuff that you have to throw away
because it might be a bomb? Remember when we could bring actual water
on airplanes? Those were the good old days.
Then one day they declare “Your water might be a bomb!”
So millions of passengers now ditch their water at the security gate,
throwing it all to waste.
Then they came up with the idea that terrorists could “mix
binary liquids” to make liquid bombs in the airplane toilet, and
they used that to ban all liquids. So much for your toothpaste, contact
lens solution, herbal tinctures and superfood beverage. Toss it in the
trash if you want to get on this plane, buddy!
Now they’re going after your underwear. And
it won’t be long before you have to strip down to your birthday
suit and hand over your undies for an “inspection” —
right before they send you through the low-frequency X-ray machine that
scans your body parts and displays them on a screen as if you were butt
naked.
Just wait for a female terrorist who hides some explosives in her
bra one day. Following that, a new TSA security rule will be initiated
and all flights will become bra-less. No underwear, no bras, no water… what the heck is happening here? Are airlines
going to shave our heads and tattoo barcodes on our arms, too, just in
case they lose track of which person was handcuffed to which seat?
Absurd security
This is all getting beyond the point of absurdity. If a terrorist
wants to pack a little explosive powder and stuff it down their pants,
or up their rectum, or have it surgically sewn into their abdomen, there’s nothing we can do to stop that short of strip-searching every single passenger.
And that’s not security: That’s just a demeaning police state that treats its own people like criminals. If we all have to fly without underwear and bras, the terrorists win!
Besides, all this ridiculous security isn’t about saving lives.
If U.S. authorities wanted to save lives, they would ban aspartame, or
outlaw chemotherapy, or arrest the crooks at the drug companies who are
killing over a hundred thousand people every single year — a far
greater number than those killed by in-flight acts of terror (even
including 2001 and 9/11).
Even if there were no airport security at all, the risk of being killed by an in-flight act of terror would be a fraction of the risk of being killed by pharmaceuticals
in any given year. So why are U.S. authorities going crazy about
airport security when so many Americans are dying from pharmaceutical
toxicity every single day? Statistically speaking, the number of people
killed by dangerous prescription medications is equivalent to one jumbo
air liner falling out of the sky and crashing to the ground every single day.
Yet that threat to health and safety goes entirely unmentioned. Un-investigated. Un-noticed.
So while over 100,000 Americans are dying each year from dangerous
medications, the mainstream media has us all fixated on a pair of exploding underwear? Are you kidding me?
The whole thing has become a complete circus. Real threats to your
safety are ignored while miniscule threats are hyped up as if they were
life-and-death to everyone.
And yet, amazingly, most air travelers still go along with it!
This just goes to show you how easily the population can be
controlled by fear. I never thought that a photo of a pair of singed
underwear would scare a hundred million adults into giving up their
freedoms, but this is what has apparently taken place.
How about zero-security flights?
Here’s an idea: Airlines should offer optional zero-security flights.
On those flights, there are no security checks. Anyone with a valid
concealed-carry permit could bring any weapons they want, and the pilot
and co-pilot can be armed, too. You can pass right through security
with no X-rays, no checks, no delays. You simply sign a disclaimer and
go right from the check-in counter to your boarding gate with zero
hassles.
I would gladly fly on these zero-security flights.
You know why? Because 99.99% of the people flying on those planes would
be cops packing heat, ex-military people packing heat and
concealed-carry citizens packing heat. Any terrorist stupid enough to
try something on such a flight would find himself facing a
citizen’s army of vigilant passengers.
Zero-security flights would be the safest airplanes in the sky,
because no terrorist, hijacker or violent criminal would dare board one.
Plus, we all get to keep our underwear on
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