One Man’s Trash?
Monday, November 29th, 2010In the current brouhaha over the TSA body searches at the nation’s airports, there has arisen a battle cry of “don’t touch my junk!” Now, I have no idea who invented this phrase, but it is obviously someone with a very low-self esteem problem.
I’m ordinarily not the bragging type, but I’m sorry..I do not consider that part of my anatomy as junk! Admittedly the phrase “family jewels” might be a little too narcissistic, but I’d rather be thought of as having an over-blown ego than an undernourished John Thomas. (see Sex in the City!)
So, if I’m faced with a groping at Logan, I plan to take a page from the Victorian playbook and sternly advise the TSA handler to stay away from my bawble! And that goes double for my tallwags, trinkets and twiddle-diddles !
