Look, I'm as outraged as the next guy who has to have his nuts groped during the TSA's Master Security Theater, but 11 minutes? Couldn't someone boil down the hour of ridiculous harrassment of this "known mom" who opts to not have her breast milk irradiated when she goes through security to, say, three minutes? I've got a lot on my outrage plate right now.
On the other hand, I'd probably pay for the full-length, real-time TSA Director's Cut DVD, just on principle. That's how the Homeland Industrial Complex gets its way, by boring us into submission.
[In the two days this has been sitting in my browser tabs, I'm sure there've been a hundred new developments.]