All right, I'll bite. I have also had a run in with the Secret Service. I once worked at an acute admitting unit for a state psychiatric hospital. A man was admitted to the unit who apparently believed that George W. Bush was his father and he had repeatedly tried to go "visit" him. Poor guy was legitimately sick, but once in the hospital for a couple of days, he started taking his meds. In about 2 weeks, he admitted that his belief was probably induced by the illness. Weeks past, and still this guy was in the admitting unit. We did weekly reports on patients and I was assigned this guy. I wrote in my report that he was A&OX4 (means that he knows where he is, when he is, and displays appropriate responses to everyday questions like his name and such) and had been for weeks. That he was compliant and had posed no threat to himself or others since his medication had taken effect. I stated that he should have been released weeks ago. The psychiatrist also filed a similar report. When he went before the judge for his release hearing, the judge heard all of the reports, and refused to release him. The guy was really upset, and we didn't have any answers for him. So, I went to confront the nursing staff. My head nurse pulled me aside and explained that this guy was being held for DHS and couldn't be released until they approved it. Beyond that, we were not allowed to tell him. Our instructions were to tell him that because of his "crimes" (which was misdemeanor trespassing, btw), the courts were holding him under an abundance of caution to make sure he didn't relapse. Which was true in a sense.

After about 3 months of him being in what is normally a 2-6 week facility, we were informed that he was being release at 6pm. No criminal charges were to be filed, and he was free to go. He was excited. We were happy for him, and helped him pack all of his things into the tall paper bags we keep for people without luggage. At 6pm, I helped him carry his bag out to the door and sat at the picnic tables to wait for his taxi with him. A black car drove up. Three guys with your typical SS look got out of the vehicles, grabbed the patient and man handled him into the back of the car and sped off.

I ran inside screaming that the patient had been kidnapped and to call security and the police. My head nurse calmly told me to go retrieve his bag from the grounds and not to talk about what I had seen again. I didn't tell the patients, but I told every bloody worker who would listen to me. One of my friends in administration confirmed that they had been told when to release him by DHS and to not ask questions. He was considered a threat to the president and custody was being transferred to the "authorities". I was also told I should stop talking about it, but I've never been very good at that. Still, the whole situation and incident scared the crap out of me, and it certainly changed the way I viewed my "freedom".

Technically, once that guy left the locked section of the hospital with release papers, he was no longer a patient and was a free man. Free for the whole minute and a half that we sat out there, and I guess that's what they consider arresting him. It looked a lot more like disappearing him to me.