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.