I've mentioned to my shrink that I've never seen someone die in a bar, but I've been in two plane crashes; is that what you mean?

[edit] technically two "incidents", one which didn't touch the ground, the other which slid off the runway... I shouldn't make it sound worse than it is, but twice in a plane full of screaming passengers is enough.

Yes. Those improbable experiences clearly traumatized you, as you can tell by the confused replies here.

I fly a lot, and those were many years ago. I do still have nightmares on them. But it's the way the security guards act when I pass through that's traumatic. I'm not - and never will be - accustomed to being treated like I'm in prison or in the "hands" of someone. No one tells me to take my shit off or put it on. Submission to that, from some punk - ah, there you tap the nerve of real abuse, not some one-time accident. And believe me, they understand the effect it has on people who've survived abuse. Abuse of the public is the point. That's why I gloatingly submit to pat-downs rather than go through their miscalibrated machines, and I force them to look me in the eye when they grab my balls.