While going thru the routine of passing through security to board a domestic flight, I misunderstood the command to have my laptop open. instead, I had opened the hard-shell briefcase which I carry the computer in. exposing the laptop (closed) and a ziplok with several bottles of prescription medication. Each jar of medication (containing only a week's supply of pills) which were in the original pharmacy containers. The TSA agent barked that I was supposed to have the laptop open (my bad) and when I reached to open the computer she got even more aggressive and commanded that I get my hands off because now, "It's in our hands now and you are not allowed to touch it". At that point she picked up the case and computer and disappeared for 20 to 30 minutes. When she returned, still irate, and gave me back my computer. Wow, I guess I was the only chump she could harass that morning and, no doubt, ran a thorough check on all of my meds (just to make sure that I wasn't a drug dealer with my 'sample kit' with me). By her attitude, one would have thought that I had potentially committed a capital offense. This woman (middle aged) was was just a bully with a badge and an overdose of attitude. A polite admonishment would have sufficed and left me a modicum of respect for TSA. Oh well, you get what you pay for.

This is exactly the what the insurance companies do. When they choose to insure a high-risk group, the insurers create a 'Satellite' company to isolate liability. If the gamble (insurance is legalized gambling) fails, only the satellite is impacted. Sleazy, but effective.