It’s a lot of work to take my size 11 Danner Ft. Lewis combat boots on and off to go through security. But, it’s comforting to have them on when the plane fills up with people with questionable intentions. I’d look forward to using my 230lb muscular bulk to smash them to bits if they start any sh*t on a flight I’m on.
Same way with my safety shoes.
They go to great lengths to determine that there's a potentially lethal hunk of steel in them, and once that's confirmed, "thank you, sir, here's your shoes."