As I continue my wandering through the TSA labyrinth, I have learned a few things.
First, when you file your “redress” you are given a “redress control number.” From what I’m reading, it appears that this number, if all things go well, will become my magical key to regain my flying rights. It appears that if they agree I am who I am, I won’t actually come off of their ineffectual list. Rather, I will provide my RCN to airlines when I book a ticket. They will then cross reference this RCN with the “this guys is a bastard” list and because I have a RCN, they’ll know I’m not a bastard.
In short, it looks like I have hope. The problem is that the only hope I have is placing my confidence in a federal bureaucracy!
Is that part of Hope & Change? Good grief – so you will have to present a magic number every time you fly, and we can’t stop someone with a bomb in his drawers? Have Mercy!!!
Actually, that program began in 2006.
I sure do hope you have at least made it home by now. You do realize, that the Mr has decided we will NEVER board another plane again (after Jamaica….if they let me on the plane at all) and it’s all YOUR fault? Ok, not yours, but…..still. :)