It's weird because I'd thought at plans and things I would do if it came down to it, but there never was a moment to consider - they just pushed me through as fast as possible. It wasn't about screening me for explosives, it was about the show, about training me to comply. But I think. . . they actually did just the opposite. I think the nightmares and the crying jags undid any compliance training they might have been doing and instead pushed me in the opposite direction. It has primed my lizard brain to parse this "special screening" as a threat. Next time I will shout and fight tooth and nail, or curl into a little ball crying and screaming "No!" repeatedly right in front of the metal detector and pr0ntube, or otherwise do something rather extreme that will result in me not only missing my flight but also getting arrested and/or fined. So yea, no more airline travel for me until we start doing screening like a bunch of goddamn adults.
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Date: 2010-11-17 03:37 am (UTC)