Airport security flap is a weird pile of junk

By Logan Jenkins
Tuesday, November 16, 2010 at 2:38 p.m.

Sometime after 9/11, I must have misplaced my boarding pass to sky-high outrage over invasions of my physical privacy.

When I must fly commercial, I’m like anyone else. I grumble over long waits at the airport, annoying searches in stocking feet, delayed flights, lousy (or nonexistent) food, harried onboard service.

Nevertheless, the last thing I worry about is the sacredness of my “junk,â€