Pantswetting Millionaire Douchebags

In speaking with pilots, flight attendents, and a few TSA personnel since the pantie-bomber incident, the consensus seems to be that the national-level reaction to this incident is *grossly* overblown. These people deal with air travel every fucking day, and they have a realistic sense for the magnitude of the already vanishingly small risk we are talking about and the absurdity of spending umpteen bajillion fucking dollars and submitting to routine cavity searches to reduce it infinitesimally further.

The only people who seem to be in a pantswetting uproar are dumfuck coddled millionaire Villager teevee blitherers. Their reasons for this are two-fold:

(1) Discussion of “danger” and “security” and “war” and “cavity searches” and “racial profiling” and “muslim extremists” gives these mostly-white-d00d wealthy celebrity teevee smegwads a big massive thrilling stiffy and makes them feel important.

(2) The more inconvenience and indignity the shitty proles undergo while traveling, the more superior these somewhat wealthy celebrity teevee smegwads feel and thus can forget for a little while that that they are really just powerless bourgeois assholes lovingly tonguing the ballsacks of the infinity bajillionaire corporate oligarchs whose bidding they do.


  1. Big Brass Band says


    there is something to be said about that word, ‘smegwag’, but i do not know wot to say at this juncture, other than that is a very descriptive and apt word.

  2. says

    As a brown fucker who flew on Christmas Day, I won a free TSA therapeutic massage. I’m actually cool with this, I feel better that they search me and my brown brethren. But they literally did the same thing to the mid-60ish lady with a cane in front of me. I mean WTF. This is retarded. I’ll run the risk of shit happening when I fly but this is plain fucking stupid. Not too mention some of the dogass TSA screeners, who I have seen on the cell phone and had their back turned to the X-ray machine while people’s shit zooms by on a conveyor belt or hassling me to try and pronounce my last name. I swear I don’t care if it derails I think I’m going to start taking Amtrak.

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