As a coda to our disastrous recent trip (disastrous on one end, at least) I discovered that I had been pillaged by one of our faithful public servants employed by the misbegotten T.S.A. Before leaving Dallas I had four sleeves of Titleist Pro V1 golf balls in the side pocket of my golf bag. For those of you who don’t play golf, Titleist Pro V1s are very good golf balls costing a little over $4 each, so four sleeves of them (3 to a sleeve) are worth about $50. I packed my golf bag into my carrying case, didn’t have it out of my possession until I checked it at the America West counter and watched it ride the conveyor belt until it disappeared into the bowels of the terminal. I watched it come off the plane in Santa Barbara, picked it up when they brought it to the baggage claim area (at the dinky Santa Barbara airport you can watch bags come off the planes and be loaded onto a cart and driven to the outdoor baggage claim area) and put it in my car. I kept the golf bag in its carrying bag in the car until we came up to Tahoe. I took it out for the first time since packing in Dallas only to find that my four sleeves of Titleist balls were gone. My only conclusion is that they were pilfered by a golf-playing TSA agent.
I’ve heard a couple of TV commentators discussing the problem of TSA thievery and I had a friend who had his nice, expensive leather shaving kit stolen from his checked bag. Now I’ve been victimized myself. $50 isn’t the end of the world, but it does aggravate me and disappoint me to no end to realize that our public servants, hired to keep us safe from terror, are, in many cases, themselves nothing more than common thieves. It’s also a real pain to have to worry not only about your checked bags arriving when you do but the depredations of our supposed protectors. So caveat bag checkor.
Transportation Safety Authority treachery