And let me just say, having met Jenn Pozner a few times (and adoring her and her work), she is not joking about that power! An excerpt, but go read the entire post for yourself – it’s not a laughing matter and she does a good job grounding it in her own experience:
I am thankful that my TSA experience wasn’t particularly gropey and didn’t feel assaultive, though it was definitely uncomfortable. I chose not to ask for a private screening room, because I wanted others to know that they can (and I believe should, considering we really don’t know enough about the potentially awful health risks of the backscatter machines) refuse the cancer box and opt for a search. But I was really disturbed by the fact that the searches can be outrageously intrusive and aggressive or relatively benign, and there’s no way to know until some stranger’s fingers are poking your genitals and/or breasts, (or not, as the case may be).
Jenn’s a great chronicler and writer and storyteller so I would highly recommend both that post and her book (on whose site the post appears). Thanks for taking one for the girls, Jenn and writing about it very maturely.