Tag: TSA

  • Airports

    No fiery pits, no gnashing of teeth. The architects of control opted for fluorescent purgatory. Steely intestines crammed with shuffling, harried proles, all glazed eyes and TSA grope anxiety.  Muzak drones, aural wallpaper to mask the frustrated bellows of the eternally delayed.  Miles of stained carpeting that reek of despair and spilled Cinnabon. US airports. The security checkpoint. A cattle chute…