SSSS Strikes Again

Some of you out there may know that code SSSS, this is a special code the TSA airport security that works under the umbrella of the Department of Homeland Security took me aside today and put me in the special track, where they chose at random who they scrutinize. I have not been given that code since 2005, but I only flew three time since then. I was really glad that the TSA approves my Arab status by taking me aside, but the joke was on them. The TSA agent refused to take an ID that his department-the DHS has issued to me. So in other words, the lady does not recognize the DHS-its employer as a proper government entity that issues IDs instead she asked me to show her my passport-the government that issues the passport is illegitimate now. Luckily, I had my Palestinian passport with me. Upon escorting me to the special lane, I could not help but laugh at the irony of the situation and here are few observations I had

There were way too many Arab females standing in the SSSS line that I think I counted 72, which lead me to think that I was in heaven. But then I saw a tall American fella with a military bag standing in line ahead of me to be cleared from the SSSS stigma. But what really gave it was that where I was standing was not heaven and that the lady in a uniform is not an angel greeting me was the absence of pies—pumpkin pies to be specific. What kind of heaven would it be had we not have Pumpkin pie.