When not initially finding offense, the offense archeologist
digs for the offense until they find it. When they unearth an offense they
polish it up, put it on a pedestal, and then bask in the
glow cast upon them by the admiration of the offense archeologist peers.
The offense archeologist had to twist the speaker's words into the realm of the obsurd in order to find
something to be offended by.
I wore a tan
shirt to my lecture, an Offense Archeologist said it was a brown
shirt and asked me if I liked Hitler.