Listen, I don’t usually throw around phrases like "life-changing," but here we are. After years of stubbornly standing in the regular TSA line a couple of times a year with the masses, removing my belt like a hostage, doing the barefoot shuffle while my dignity leaks out onto the cold airport floor, I finally caved.I knew i would be doing some serious traveling. I paid the money. I got TSA PreCheck. And friends, let me tell you: it’s the best $78 I have ever spent in my entire life. I would have happily paid double. Triple, even. This is not an endorsement. This is a full-blown testimonial. Most of the time I'd rather hit myself in the thumb with a hammer than willingly give the government any money, I went three years without buying aa fishing license once The Line That Feels Like a Secret Society The first thing you notice is how calm it is. PreCheck people are different. It’s like we’ve all silently agreed: "We know what we’re doing here. Let’s keep it moving...