Well, that's cool.
As I'm now 40, I finally got into the doctor's for my 40,000 mile checkup. "Check me out from head to toe," I asked.
The doc did the normal poking and vitals-taking, and looking, and ordered a bunch of blood tests to see what all was going on inside me. I allowed that I actually felt fine.
"As to the prostate exam," he finally said, "we use the Prostate Specific Antigen test. The PSA is a much better indicator than feeling, through a rubber glove, and through a colon wall, a specific gland which we have personally probably never checked before, for change. The digital-rectal exam is 60% accurate. We can do better than that. So we'll just look at your blood, and if the PSA is too high, we'll deal with it from there."*
I looked at him, realizing that I got to leave my pants on.
I pointed at my face in a circular motion. "This is not the look of a patient who is disappointed."
They should advertise this from billboards along the highway. "We'll check your prostate, without putting our finger where the sun doesnt' shine."
*Yes, I'm aware of a fairly high incidence of false positives. But that's okay; you run it again, and if it's still positive, you run an MRI, CAT, and/or sonograph.