Watch her discuss it here. She describes it very humorously, but having been pinched and prodded and grouped at airports a fair amount myself, it didn’t make me laugh much. Once when I was flying to Atlanta and back just for the day, to give a talk at Georgia State, I was required to remove my top and walk through the metal detector in only a bra. Sadly, no one stuffed it full of dollar bills as I made my way through the security checkpoint, so I had to charge my lunch to the taxpayers of South Carolina.
Ann Richards clip via Diane E. Dees at the Mojo blog.
–Ann Bartow
