Sunday, March 30, 2014

TSA Culture of Humiliation & Enforcing Our Corporate Slavery?



Picture an article was cut and pasted [from here]. Click to get all links to go with article, from original source.

I recently had a bad flashback. I was lying in bed trying to fall asleep when I was hit with a vivid memory from my time as a Transportation Security Administration officer at Chicago’s O’Hare Airport. It was 2008, and I was conducting a bag check when three of my TSA colleagues got into an argument with a passenger at the checkpoint. Things got pretty heated.

The subject of debate? Whether mashed potatoes were a liquid or a solid.

In the end, of course, the TSA agents had the last word: Since the potatoes took the shape of their container, they were determined to be a liquid—specifically, a gel. That’s the official TSA line. “Liquids, aerosols and gels over 3.4 ounces cannot be brought through security.” The potatoes were forcibly surrendered.

If you’re anything like me, you may have thought, “Well, mashed potatoes are technically gelatinous, so…”—which sends one down the rabbit hole of bureaucratic absurdity that ends with a passenger looking a TSA officer in the eye and saying, “Do you really think my mashed potatoes are a terrorist threat?” And the officer, if he or she is just an all-around tool, saying: “Ma’am, possibly. Rules are rules.”

I’ve had a lot of flashbacks lately—nearly buried memories that have come flooding back ever since Politico Magazine published “Dear America, I Saw You Naked,” [link] my first-person account of working for the TSA and anonymously blogging about my adventures in airport security.

Another one: It’s 2010, and a passenger is trying to bring her live goldfish through security. One of my co-workers informs her that the fish can go through but the water cannot. The woman is on the verge of tears when a supervisor steps in to save the fish’s life.

And another: Working alongside a screener who always demanded that pacifiers be removed from infants’ mouths and submitted for X-ray screening before the babies and their mothers were permitted to pass through the metal detectors.

Perhaps the biggest surprise to come out of what I now see as the life-changing experience of having my story go viral is the realization of just how much I still have left to tell about my six years at the TSA—the strange checkpoint happenings, the colorful passengers and the outrageous, real-life TSA characters.

Americans took my initial report as confirmation of what they always dreaded about a humiliating experience so many millions of them had shared. But I also realized that there was a part of the story I hadn’t fully told: about a government agency and its leaders, and how they came up with the absurd policies that turned me and my colleagues into just-following-orders Mashed Potato Police.

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Primary Source Confessions of an Ex-TSA Agent

By JASON HARRINGTON

Soon after the article went up on the Politico website, I sent a note to my editor marveling at the fact that I had 30 new Twitter followers, up from a grand total of 240. I’d thought my article would get passed around in government and civil-liberties circles—a curiosity story of an anonymous TSA blogger unmasking himself, and that would be it.

Little did I know that within a few hours I’d be getting an average of three emails a minute—in the middle of the night—including interview requests from Good Morning America, Today, NBC Nightly News, The Kelly File and many others. And while my 30 new followers had at first seemed like a big deal, a few days later I had more than 5,000. Stephen Colbert even joked about my story. Stephen Colbert!

I got more emails in response to the article than I had in my entire year and a half writing my blog, Taking Sense Away, even when I revealed on the blog that the “nude” scanners didn’t work and that TSA employees were making predictably awful jokes about passengers’ bodies. I got only one piece of hate mail in response to my Politico Magazine article: an anonymous message that informed me that I was a “goon” because, it said, “Once a TSA goon, always a TSA goon.”

A few people did reach out to warn me that I am almost certainly being monitored by intelligence agencies now that I have revealed myself as a critic of the TSA. “My ex-husband is now a senior executive at the NSA at Fort Meade,” one said. “The NSA will probably track you.”

I’m not sure how credible these warnings are, but after being the subject of two official government responses—in which TSA denied and downplayed the claims made on my blog and in my essay—it’s hard not to worry that I’m being watched. I’ve received so many letters making this point that I now take it for granted that my every online move is being monitored by someone, somewhere. If the truth is more banal, so be it: I’d much rather be paranoid and wrong.

Most of the responses from current and former TSA employees were just as supportive as those from the general public—and that was another surprise. Quite a few read like letters from inmates: “Hi Jason. Remember me? We worked Terminal 1 together for a year-long bid. I am so glad you made it out and are doing something interesting with your life! Patting down crotches all day was the worst, wasn’t it?”

But some TSA employees saw my essay as an attempt to smear frontline workers. They were angry that I seemed to place responsibility for the agency’s problems squarely on the shoulders of low-ranking employees, rather than focusing on upper management and underlying organizational problems.

That was the argument in the email that gave me the most pause, a note from one of my former co-workers at O’Hare: “Obviously, TSA is not my dream job,” it said. “Sometimes I go home crying. I’d love it if you wrote more about the incompetency of the managers who got their jobs because of who they know. What you did will definitely make my job harder, because who will be attacked? Every worker on the floor in a uniform. Am I angry? No. But write more. Tell about those unqualified managers who take no part in the checkpoint operation, and who humiliate their workers. I know you’ve seen it all. Tell them.”

It’s an important point, and in fact that was my goal in launching my blog while still working on the TSA payroll: to call attention to the agency’s systemic flaws, while also defending the good, hardworking members of the nearly 50,000-deep frontline TSA workforce.

The agency was the product of a panicked national moment—fertile soil for poor decision-making—and irrationality was etched into the TSA’s DNA. Like most passengers, the average screener regrets the atmosphere of “permanent emergency” that has permeated airport checkpoints since 9/11,a reactionary culture passed down from TSA leadership year after year. And yet the most common concerns among TSA screeners usually stem from organizational flaws closer to the checkpoint floor.

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Jason Edward Harrington is a writer and MFA candidate in the creative writing program at the University of Mississippi in Oxford. Follow him on Twitter @Jas0nHarringt0n.

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Saturday, March 29, 2014

Interesting blog and post

It is [found here].

I was trolling who was viewing my [main blog] and found that he, or she, linked to [this post]. There might be some major developments into 9/11 justice because of RT's Max Keiser. Alex Jones of Infowars fame can be considered what should be mainstream news and what Defense Contractor owned media paid for with US tax dollars ... Conspiracy Theory ...

I figured there must be a reason why my WiFi connections suddenly burned and my ability to use my computer ceased until I used the way back machine on my computer to send it back in time when it worked correctly.

It seems that when I post something controversial, this happens. So, I consider my computers frying or getting infected by some NSA virus is a political activist's version of a standing ovation. Is being the new version of an American Patriot, believing in the US Constitution, the worst form of subversion to the corporate/banking organized crime global network that have us under stealth occupation?

I post videos I make and like [here].

stevengerickson AT yahoo dot com

I blog because this is [what was done to me].

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Sunday, March 23, 2014

Questionable Death of "Cowboy", African American in Stafford Springs, Connecticut





Image [found here].


I witnessed a lot of blatantly racist activities in Stafford Springs, Connecticut, that was overt, official, and nothing was done about it.

Cowboy was a good looking African American well over 6' tall with biceps and a personality that drew people in, male, female, all races in a social situation. Men could be intimidated by his athletic stature. I have had drinks with Cowboy at either Lark's Cafe, the Finish Line, or Springs House. At that time I didn't know Cowboy's dirty little secret.

Cowboy was getting oral and regular sex from some of the hottest young girls in town.

The Connecticut State Police would hang out at the Stafford House of Pizza or another Pizza Place in another town famous for its potato pizza. The Connecticut State Troopers would sometimes talk openly. I was a contractor and ate out pretty much every meal at the time. I caught many conversations that the troopers probably did not want heard.

The troopers hated any non-white and and any white guys, who were not cops or other officials or someone important, getting the most desirable young girls, and of age women, in the area. Husbands and boyfriends could be stalked by trooper just for having a wife or girlfriend a police officer wanted, even if the woman was happy with her significant other and had shown no interest in any cop. The cop could get the guy fired, set up for arrest, and a guy could be framed and go to prison and not even have a clue why, White, Black, Asian, or Hispanic.

A mother of two, with large breasts, was known for giving oral sex in a very unique and extremely pleasurable way. She would not openly ask for cash, but if someone donated money to her on occasion, she was open to whatever. At that time I had no interest in a single mother. I also knew of her vice, she like to smoke heroin.

The mother of two allegedly got busted and was given a task. Police allegedly set the mother of two up with some extra potent heroin and asked her to get friendly again with Cowboy. Cowboy dabbled, or was, a regular heroin user along with freakish libido. Cowboy was gotten rid of after State Police said he would be disposed of. They didn't say how for me to hear. The mother of two was on probation and could be used to do any dirty deeds, or the bidding, or any officer, and I assume sexual gratification of any officer or probation officer who so decided.

That is how things work.

Cowboy was found in a car with a needle in his arm.

If you know Cowboy's real name please comment to this post or make an email of stevengerickson At yahoo dot com. I can keep you anonymous if you like. I believe Cowboy was murdered around, or about the late 1990's.

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A Pizza Parlor owner in competition with the Stafford House of Pizza, the pizza establishment in with town hall and the town and state police had some competition back in the 1990's. A son of a man and woman originally from Pakistan owned a pizza place and stayed in the apartment above. That owner of the pizza place could be mistaken for Hawaiian and hung out, and used his jetski on Staffordville Lake, an unofficial "White Only" beach and lake. There are Hispanics and African Americans who go to the lake, but they can get the notice of local and state police for choosing themselves to spend more time in places like downtown Rockville (Vernon) where White Officers feel minorities belong.

That pizza parlor owner was popular with the ladies, women the State and Town Clowns thought they should have dibs on.

Police began parking in front of the rival pizza place and somewhat harassing the customers who came for pizza. The health and building inspector were like white on rice.

That pizza parlor owner went out of business and was run out of town.

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A Stafford Springs, Tolland Connecticut Troop C Hispanic Trooper was openly mocked and harassed for not being white. White officers were harassing a hermit who wanted to keep to himself and who live in a trailer on someone else's land.

3 officers were harassing the hermit so bad that a shoot out ensued and 3 officers were wounded. The Hispanic officer was blamed for not giving the other officers information and was suspended. I don't believe this to be the case as the White Officers were not sharing information with the Hispanic Officer. When I had a break in and wanted an officer to take my complaint, the White Officers refused to, but told me, "Deputy Spic" would take my complaint. He did and was polite, unlike the White Officers.

That also occurred sometime around the late 1990's. White Officers were also sexist and very abusive to female officers and staff.

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I was asked to be a police informant for police to become a police officer. The other version of a police informant is a criminal, druggie, prostitute, DUI guy or gal, or alcoholic on probation or out of prison. The police are about revenue collection, property confiscation, retaliation, and running their rackets.

I refused to ruin the self-employed for business loss, set up legal gun owners for gun confiscation, and to help beat up or set up police targets for arrest and prison. I was appalled that officers would act as lookouts for criminals breaking into houses or for vandals destroying property. I was appalled that police seemed to run and profit from prostitution, heroin, and the crack cocaine trade.

I refused to be of service and to keep quiet about what they were doing, so they toasted me. [That story]

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Back in the 1990's police were illegally tapping phones, bugging homes, and surveillance cameras were being strung from light poles in Stafford Springs, and other test cities in Connecticut and across the US, in the UK, and in other countries. I was later told it was part of UN Agenda 21.

Police knew 99% of all the crimes that were going on. They were part of it and were Crime Farming. If they solved the problem they would have their numbers and power reduced. So, maybe 99% of all crime could end by taking all the domestic spying mikes and cameras off-line and put video cameras with audio facing inside of police cruisers. It would at least reduce rapes and sexual assaults ...

[The Bigger Picture]

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[The Stafford Springs Connecticut Diaper Gang]

"Purple Hayes", an alleged Police Informant who thought his drug dealing partners were police officers had the tables turned on him. Get used by police and when they are done using you, you go to prison or may even end up dead. [David Hayes and Stevie Carver]

[Hartford Narcotics Detective's sons abducted by police and beaten because the Hartford Detective busted a Mafia cocaine and heroin dealer against his captain's orders?]

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[Talk about the Jewish Mafia running Connecticut and you just might get whacked? The story of Rich the Fixer]

Rich once told me, I could get commercial or rental properties for a single dollar all over Connecticut, especially in Hartford with "free loan money" to renovate if I was Jewish or affiliated with his organization, which I assume to be the Jewish Mafia.

http://judicialmisconduct.blogspot.com/2014/03/sht-hits-fan-in-state-of-connecticut.html

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Top 10 GMO Foods to Avoid




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Published on Jul 21, 2013
Dr. Edward Group and Anthony Gucciardi discuss the top 10 GMO food list to avoid when shopping or otherwise. http://monsantovideorevolt.com/

Dr. Group's website: http://www.globalhealingcenter.com/
Anthony Gucciardi's website: http://www.storyleak.com/
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Genetic Roulette The Gamble Of Our Lives

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Seeds Of Death - Full Movie


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Published on May 24, 2013
In preparation of the global March Against Monsanto, you are invited to watch our award-winning documentary Seeds of Death free.

http://www.march-against-monsanto.com/

The leaders of Big Agriculture--Monsanto, DuPont, Syngenta--are determined that world's populations remain ignorant about the serious health and environmental risks of genetically modified crops and industrial agriculture. Deep layers of deception and corruption underlie both the science favoring GMOs and the corporations and governments supporting them.

This award-winning documentary, Seeds of Death, exposes the lies about GMOs and pulls back the curtains to witness our planet's future if Big Agriculture's new green revolution becomes our dominant food supply.

A Question and Answer fact sheet deconstructing Monsanto's GM claims and Big Agriculture's propaganda to accompany the film is available online:

http://prn.fm/2013/05/24/gary-null-an...


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[Steven G. Erickson video uploads and favorites]


Microsoft, PCs, and the Constant Annoying Updates

I would really like to punch someone in the face and not stop ...

I am so sick of the constant updates that PCs do. I hate Bill Gates even though he may not be associated with Microsoft anymore. I hate that Microsoft bought Skype so that corporate organized crime, bankers, and the NSA can better protect the elite criminals from us with their total spying.

My peeve today is that I shot video in Florida with my high definition camera. In the middle of watching video clips, the video viewer I was watching refused to play more video and needs to be updated.

I am so fucking sick of this bullshit.

If I need to shut down quick and go somewhere, the system wants me to wait a half hour while it shuts down while updating. The same thing happens when I am in a rush to get some work done, the system wants me to wait a half hour while it updates while I was already supposed to be online retrieving phone numbers to call.

My word type document programs and my video editing software can just get jacked because I am online. It might be because I post [stuff like this]. 

I am sick of having to give my phone number to be able to email or blog. This is the new internet license to be on. It can be shut off and denied at anytime.

I would like to punch someone in the face and not stop ...

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