Lately, it seems like every time I fly, I get that extra special attention--the very hands on frisking of, um, everything. I have always looked vaguely semitic, and so I am used to patterns like getting my bag checked more during some periods of my time at the Pentagon than others--certain MP units seemed to give me more attention than other units.
But why get frisked more now? I have not become more clearly mideastern. Indeed, I am aging out of the group of likely terrorists. But the
news of the day gave me an aha! moment:
Or it may just be that the security folks found this old photo (sorry for the lousy scan but the frame is hard to open up):
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