I don't know about the rest of you, but every year I played sports I had to have a certified physical examination that involved, yes, examination of naughty bits. I even had to turn my head and cough while it was done.
I didn't like it, but I wasn't enduringly traumatized by it either.
Where were all these Ds to protect my dignity!!!????
What?? More big govt?? I've brought this up several times on here and was told people need to learn how to read labels. Clearly everyone should be able to recognize the dangers in red no3 and make the correct choices.