The Brat flew to Chicago to meet some college friends and go to some Giants games. Games were rained out. Her wallet was stolen. On the way to the police station to file a report (required by the airline to get let on the plane without ID) she saw a car hit a pedestrian. She finally got to the airport and her flight was canceled. For her to stay at the airport Raddison overnight, I had to fill out and email forms, photos of my credit card, and a photo of my drivers license.
But the worst part was TSA. They pulled her into an interrogation room and grilled her for a half hour. All about her life, like where she went to grammar school, where she worked, all that. Name three parks near your house. Then they looked me up and discovered that I has some security clearances. The agencies that got the clearances had, among other things, interviewed my neighbors. So they asked her about those neighbors. Those clearances themselves were supposed to be super-secret, even from her, and here we have unionized ex-security guard goons accessing all this stuff online and telling people about it, where I swore on penalty of treason or whatever that *nobody* would know. That sort of thing gets people killed.
The "S" in TSA is for Security. If The Brat was unarmed and not carrying anything dangerous to the flight, that's all they should check. Buncha KGB goons.
John