TSA, Disregarding my Womanly Rights

There's all this talk about all the new security measures by the TSA going to far. They're invading our privacy, destroying our rights, etc... My first thought was: if they lowered the security measures and something awful happened, the TSA would be the first to blame for not having higher standards.

But, now I've thought about it and I agree. I have rights and the TSA is completely crossing the line!

I have the right to decide who gets to get all up close and personal with me. At least, until I've committed a crime, and then they can sick big ol' Billy on me to learn me on how things should be done.

I have the right to decide if I want the lights on or off when I'm having such an intimate moment. I don't see any light switches in that airport, anywhere.

I have the right to choose what music I want to listen to during our little soiree. Let's throw on something a little sexy and make the best of this moment, this elevator music crap ain't doing a thing for me! ♪Love in an elevator, living it up while we're going down♪ (Aerosmith)

I have the right to smoke a cigarette when it's all over. Not that I smoke, I'm just saying I have the right to, and you sure can't smoke anywhere in the airport!

I dang sure have the right to decide if/who/and how many people are going to be watching me get a rub off! So all those people waiting in line behind me, just back the hell up because this ain't no performance!  ♪hike up your skirt a little more, and show the world to me♪ (Dave Matthews)

And you know what else?! If they're gonna get the privilege of rubbing me up and down, they ought to at least look me in the eye and smile about it because you know they are loving every minute! ♪I'm a genie in a bottle baby, you better rub me the right way♪ (Christina Aguilera)


 This was written from the prompt: CONTROVERSY! Are the new security measures performed by the TSA really that bad? Take a stance! at Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.