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Ran across a wonderful post on the interesting people mailing list. Ted Nelson, the legend himself , writes of his latest experience going through airport security. I quote for those too engaged to click on over:

Hi Dave–

Last week I went through security at Newark.  I had just put
  my carry-on, pocket stuff, laptop and shoes on the belt
  and was standing in stocking feet waiting to go through
  the metal detection arch.  A dozen people were in line
  for the arch ahead of me.

I looked down.  There was a bin full of discarded bottles.
  Most, but not all, were plastic.

I espied a long, thin bottle of dark fluid.  "Tawny Port,"
  it said, "20 years old."  Unopened.

I picked it up.  Nobody cared.

I opened the plastic.  Nobody cared.

I uncorked it.  Nobody cared.

I took a fine, heady draught of very very nice port.

Other passengers were curious but declined to share it
  with me.

Regretfully I put it back in the bin and strode through
  the arch, feeling for once that I had not been violated,
  but elevated, by the Security Experience.

Maybe that's the solution to make some of the homeland security restrictions more palatable.