You know what the worst part about alot of those stories is? It's that they don't even really suprise me.

About a month ago I took some friends who were in town down to the Air and Space Museum in DC and encountered their new "security measures." When I saw the metal detectors, I told the guard that I had a pocket knife and asked if that was allowed
"well, how big is it?"
"3.5 inches"
"No, you can't have that, it's too big"
"Oh, sorry, I have my other one with me" at which point I produced my leatherman squirt
"Yeah, that one's ok"
So I proceded to walk right through the metal detector with my SOG autoclip.

But my favorite is when I was told at the airport that I had to place my empty, clear plastic waterbottle on the x-ray machine. Gotta tell ya, I felt much safer after that.

Chris.