Or about Geraldo Rivera?
He's claiming he was "raped" by the TSA in a routine search when he was trying to get aboard a flight to Afghanistan.
I always kinda enjoyed it.
And it was free.
There were even those times when I felt like I should have left the TSA agent a tip.
And lit an "after-action" cigarette.
I think it was the "What's your name, sailor?" greeting that I got from the TSA agents before they did their "search" that made all the difference.
Geraldo felt raped. I felt ... satisfaction.
It's all a matter of perception ...