Archive for December, 2009

Potverdorie!

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009

Well, Amsterdam has decided to beef up airport security due to the actions of the paardenlul known as the Fruit of the Boom bomber.

Amsterdam’s Schiphol airport began using new body-scanning machines at security checkpoints on Tuesday, the first major airport to use the technology to find metals and explosives hidden under clothing.

Other similar stories indicate that this new policy is just for those traveling to the United States.

Upon hearing this, my initial reaction was verdomme. I mean, do they have to scan everybody that travels to the United States? Jeetje! On the other hand, this will make it more difficult for jihadists to hide bomb making materials behind their klootzak.

Can’t they scan only those that are a little bit suspicious? For example, those who pay for tickets with cash, who check no luggage, who are on terror watch lists, who post on message boards about how lonely they are (maybe a little neuken would be in order for AbdulMutallab) and whose father alerted the CIA and numerous other security agencies of suspected radicalization. Or would that be…profiling? I guess it would.

I’m just fed up. The only thing left to say on this subject, and it hardly needs to be said, is potverdriedubbeltjesa!

Fruit of the Boom

Monday, December 28th, 2009

Let me see if I get this straight. The father of Umar Farouk AbdulMutallab – a former government minister who went on to head the First Bank of Nigeria – contacted the U.S. embassy in Nigeria six weeks ago to report his fear that his son had become radicalized. Based on this information, Umar Farouk was placed on a terror watch list but not on a no-fly list. And he was permitted to board a flight even after paying with cash and checking no baggage on the international flight.

Wow. I’m afraid that someone, and perhaps several people, are going to have to be shitcanned over this obvious f-up. The fear is that Obama and Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano are going to focus more on how explosives were permitted on board the aircraft (in Umar Farouk’s shorts) and less on why he was permitted on the plane in the first place.