Enhanced Pat-Down

Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Pursuer of happiness. Bon vivant. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Editor-in-Chief Emeritus of Ordinary Times. Relapsed Lawyer, admitted to practice law (under his real name) in California and Oregon. There's a Twitter account at @burtlikko, but not used for posting on the general feed anymore. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.

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  1. Will H. says:

    If they touch my junk, I like to yell out, “Let’s get a room!” twice fairly quickly, and loud enough to make heads turn.
    You should try it sometime.Report

  2. Jaybird says:

    I like this t-shirt.

    I wouldn’t wear it to the airport, mind…Report

  3. Plinko says:

    I went through the pat-down once. I lost my drivers license in the terminal and found out in the security line with a few minutes to go before boarding, with my wife and baby daughter in tow. I had to talk the guy into letting me through, which he only did with ‘enhanced screening’.
    I felt responsible enough that I would never complain about it; but if they’d told me they needed to do it to baby girl, I am not sure I would have been able to manage myself.Report

  4. Mike Dwyer says:

    Hey Burt – how do you mark it as an ‘off-the-cuff’ post? I tried selecting that tag and it didn’t work.Report

  5. Alan Scott says:

    Gee, the TSA guys were respectful of a well-dressed white male lawyer?  I’m shocked.Report