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Posted on 11/19/2010 4:29:36 AM PST by Rummyfan
The junk mans revolt marks the point at which a docile public declares that it will tolerate only so much idiocy.
Ah, the airport, where modern folk heroes are made. The airport, where that inspired flight attendant did what everyone whos ever been in the spam-in-a-can crush of a flying aluminum tube where we collectively pretend that a clutch of peanuts is a meal and a seat cushion is a flotation device has always dreamed of doing: pull the lever, blow the door, explode the chute, grab a beer, slide to the tarmac, and walk through the gates to the sanity that lies beyond. Not since Rick and Louis disappeared into the Casablanca fog headed for the Free French garrison in Brazzaville has a stroll on the tarmac thrilled so many.
Who cares that the crazed steward got arrested, pleaded guilty to sundry charges, and probably was a rude, unpleasant S.O.B to begin with? Bonnie and Clyde were psychopaths, yet what child of the 60s did not fall in love with Faye Dunaway and Warren Beatty?
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Amen, Dr. Krauthammer.
If you saw Charles on Bret Beier a couple of days back, you’d know he was really amused by the term “junk” - I guess in his circles he’s never come across the word in that context, and presumably he hadn’t even seen the movie “Juno”.
But be that as it may, he was having loads of fun with the word, like a little kid who just learned a new euphemism for something off-color. I really respect K’s insights and ability to frame an issue, but it was somehow endearing to see this side of him.
Very much agree with Charles, but Charles saying, “don’t touch my junk”, makes me cringe just a little bit.
Ah yes!—the new rallying Battle Cry to save our Republic. I can see it now, instead of millions of our yellow Gadsen flags at our next tea Parties, there will be millions of “Don’t Touch My Junk” flags. The possibilites are endless.
While I applaud the guy I would never refer to MY sex organ as “junk”.
by far THE MOST ENTERTAINING thing I’ve ever read from Krauthammer. Vividly written, almost in a style that recalls
the great Mark Steyn , which Kraut has NEVER reminded me of.
Krauthammer’s prose usually breathes a bit more pontification, and a lot less black humor. This piece was really good, and kept rounding the bases to make more and more great points.
Don't Touch My Junk!
I have a question.
I haven’t flown since the “enhanced” frisking has started, but I will be taking a trip in March.
Is the full image scan or the frisking a required thing for everyone?, or is it for the folks that win the airport lottery and get pulled out of line?.
I have a co-worker that took a business trip 2 weeks ago and he was saying it was the same old same old. Take off your shoes, pull out your lap-top and go through the metal detector..
That was the first thing I thought too. My reaction would be "Touch the family Jewels and I will lay your ass out!"
Why don’t we all just carry a copy of the Bill of Rights, with the 4th Amendment highlighted, and show it to the TSA inspector (and his supervisor) and tell them to “BACK OFF”?
When I was commissioned in the USMC I took an oath:
“I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the constitution of the United States against all enemies foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely; and without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter; So help me God.”
Although I have not been on active duty since 1978, I still take that oath very seriously. Semper Fidelis - ALWAYS faithful.
How about "Touch my penis or testicles and I will have you arrested!"?
Why do Americans have to refer to their body parts by different names?
I hope we’ve reached that point, but frankly it scares me that we let it go this far. We really have turned into a nation of sheep.
Do we have any Freepers who can make this photo into a “motivational poster”, complete with the 4th Amendment as a caption?
Funny column addressing the TSA.
That is between me and "Mr. Happy."
The “Junks Man” faces an $11,000 TSA fine for “leaving a secure area without permission.”
“Why do Americans have to refer to their body parts by different names? “
We Americans have always had a taste for euphemisms - What in Sam Hill? tarnation, darn it, dang it, etc, etc.
To touch or not to touch,
Aye, there's the rub.
As through a scanner darkly, to suffer outrageous misfortune
To have ones jewels familial fondled by a queen,
Or to stand fast, yea tall, to seize the day and cry "Enough!
Lay on once more and dread the coming of mine solicitor."
While yet another Moorish villain slinks by bent on vile mischief.
What fools these bureaucrats be.
How about “Mr. Winky”?
I was talking about our sex organs. It's a throwback to the Puritans where any reference to sex was forbidden. It carries on today which is why we have so many afraid to even mention their penis or vagina in any way.
You ought to realize that much of what people think they know of the Puritans is utterly false - you comment is an example. It would be more accurate if you had referred to the Victorians, who had a penchant for euphemism.
“My ship of love is ready to attack!” FZ
In the middle of all this government intrusion, where are the airlines? They ought to be raising hell with the tsa because this is going to really hurt their bottom line once the holiday travel season is over.
A business stuck between an out of control government and a rebellion by a free people exercises great caution. The only person to blame right now is Obama for not stepping in, firing Big Sis, and putting in someone who has a clue. Even Clinton had the good sense to tell Bobby Rubin to give it up during the IRS revolt. But whatever we think of Clinton's morality or political goals, he was a smart man and an excellent politician.
However, when I fly for Thanksgiving I fully plan on yelling "Hey, stop touching my penis!" in a loud voice and incredulous tone.
C'mon, everybody try it, it'll be fun!
Junk is Rap speak for penis...Trunk is Rap speak for vagina both are often used together in so-called Rap Music.
“It’s a throwback to the Puritans where any reference to sex was forbidden.”
So are the euphemisms for profanity.
I've been a critic of Krauthammer many a time here on FreeRepublic . . . I think he's too much of a left-leaning Beltway insider for my liking. But I can never dismiss him completely because he does make a lot of excellent points, and does so with a lot of flair and intelligence. This column is a classic.
Great one from Krauthammer.
Wrong. And if you would like to educate yourself about what these terms actually mean, you can ask any white teenager.
Thank you! Someday I’ll have to learn how to do that, I DO know how to post a picture. :))
LOL All on St. Crispins Day..... : )
I think it would be quite apropos, and not only in the context of flying. The socialists want to eliminate the concept of private property as well. "Junk" can also stand in for any number of other things. As a slogan, it's not really bad at all.