Maggots on Plane in Atlanta Creep Out Passengers

Flies and maggots made it on a US Airways plane in Atlanta, but the plane was free of all shoe and crotch bombs.

Our crack team of airport security keep Atlanta's Hartsfield-Jackson International, one of the busiest airports in the US, safe from domestic terrorism. They have a collection of pocket knives big enough to supply every fisherman in the world with a spare knife, but not enough to stab a piece of spoiled meat and keep it in security. (You know it had to smell.)

It is unspeakable to sneak maggots through airport security. You may as well board the plane with lice.

No one would have known about the incidents, but those sneaky maggots started crawling out of the overhead compartment. A wary flier noticed the creepy crawlers, but didn't realize what they were until she had to flick one off her shoulder.

Yes, as the report goes everyone got kind of "creeped out." Seriously? It's only maggots. We tackle terrorists now. Where was the Air Marshall. He should have hauled these little creepers in.

When maggots started dropping on the seats and passengers the plane was returned to the hanger. Were they not planning on returning to clean the plane unless the maggots got all out crazy?

Everyone, except the maggots, were required to disembark. They even let the guy who carried spoiled meat on the plane get off. What they did with the maggots, no one has said. (One can only hope that the maggots were treated humanely.)

How does a passenger sneak spoiled meat on a plane? Even more troubling is why anyone who can afford a plan ticket would be carrying spoiled meat on a plane? A Greyhound, maybe - maybe you expect spoiled meat and maggots on a bus. You certainly expect odor.

But a plane? How does that happen?

Evidently, you do it quite easily. I find that baffling, because I sent my son to airport security two weeks ago with food purchased in the airport. He, darling man-child that he is, was not allowed to pass through security until he finished eating, and he didn't even have maggots. He didn't even have meat. (Pasta from Houlihan's.)

Now, my son had a security officer on the job. No food beyond this point. No food. No maggots. It works. Not even pasta.

Somebody dropped the ball - or the rotten meat. You drop the ball the maggots fall. It's a rule.

This is grosser than gross. Apparently the other fliers felt the same. They were put on another plane and sent on their way to North Carolina.

The maggot carrier had his meat confiscated, (Well, he did.) and was put on another plane - to save him embarrassment.

To save him embarrassment? I'm not a cruel person, but I don't think a mild case of humiliation is too high a price to pay for taking maggots on a plane. Yet, the airline spared his dignity, confiscated his meat and maggots and sent him on another plane............with passengers who were none the wiser that the maggot man was on board. Did they send the meat? I need to know.

Wait, was that my flight? My head is itching. I know it isn't lice. It's maggots, but still.

Maggots on a plane. This guy will probably end up a millionaire. Someone will pick up this story and run with it. If I had a larger voice or outlet I'd want an interview with him. Someone has to ask the hard questions - Why? How? Maggots? Rotten meat? Tell us your story.