Profile, profile, profile. Enough of the PC nonsense.

After flying over the holidays, I’ve decided that I’m over all of our politically correct American ways. I say profile like El Al. How about you?

On December 21st, I was against profiling as I leisurely headed to Florida—more worried about forgetting all my kids’ video games than I was remotely preoccupied with Nigerian Al Qaeda accomplices. That was the departing flight.

The return flight, post December 25th underwear bomber whackjob, was a different story. I was spooked. I profiled with my eyes, kept my ears open and honestly wished the US would be watching my back more and protecting my kids more, so I didn’t have to think about where the exits and fire extinguishers were if the side of the plane went up.

Another thing that stuck with me on my airport travels home were images of our soldiers all over at all gates … in their fatigues, with fresh crew cuts and backpacks in tow. They were all well-mannered, but expressionless mostly. You could tell they had heavy hearts. And with every camo’ed uniform, I got a little more PO’d and much less PC; wondering why 30,000 more of our guys had to be sent off to fight these crazies, yet we had to be all proper and PC and couldn’t even profile characters that might fit the bill standing next to us in the airport.

Let’s get serious. El Al airlines has had the world whacks after them for years, yet remained terror-free on flights since they started profiling 30 years ago. We aren’t even stopping all-cash, no-luggage, one-way travelers from Yemen after their family members alert us.

I know the system is always going to fail in some ways, so let’s take all the extra reasonable precautions possible and pull aside those who fit the profile. If you’re Arab, male, 18-30, etc., and we want to question you because people from your part of the world are trying to kill us everyday, it is what it is. That comes with the territory when you want to come here. And if you don’t like it, pick another country.

Harsh? Perhaps. But I didn’t like sitting in 21 A on the way home, and wondering if I should leap over the seats if I see 18A’s underwear light up. And you never know what a Mama Bear might do. Thank God for that guy who took down the Nigerian, thank God for US soldiers I had on my plane, and shame on Janet Napolitano/Homeland Security for saying the US did everything right and that the passengers and crew acted together to take on the terrorists December 25th. That’s your job, lady, and you all should have never let him through in the first place.

Let the profiling begin.

(No, I’m not ready for the body scans yet; unsure of the radiation, etc. Let’s see how backroom “sitdowns” go first.)

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