Before Timberlake’s bodice-ripping-which was supposed to remove the bustier but leave the red lace bra, a Jackson flack explained afterward-the duo was preceded on stage by, among others, Kid Rock, who treated the world to such timeless lyrics as “Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy” while clad in a kind of serape fashioned from an American flag.

Jackson wasn’t around to answer questions: She was whisked away by car immediately after the show.

Frattini believes the plan was privately worked out between Timberlake, Jackson and Jackson’s wardrobe stylist.

While Jackson’s career foundered in the aftermath of Nipplegate, Timberlake remained white hot.

Five weeks after that Super Bowl, Jackson released her eighth album, Damita Jo. It came out of the gate strongly, selling enough first-week copies to debut at No. 2 on the Billboard 200.

Its singles received minimal airplay-a punitive measure taken by Jackson’s corporate overlords, according to Rolling Stone: “CBS and MTV’s parent company Viacom, angered that an unannounced addition to the Super Bowl performance has now cost them all future halftime shows, [hit] back at Jackson by essentially blacklisting her, keeping her music videos off their properties MTV, VH1, and radio stations under their umbrella.”

Twelve years after her national shaming, Janet Jackson is giving them one.