the no shoe nonsense was what sealed the deal for me. I wear sandals at the health club while using the showers and amazingly have managed to go through life without athlete’s foot. I’ll be damned if I am going to stick my feet in the petri dish rugs that guard the entrance to commercial flight. Instead of sending a message (preferably by trebuchet) to the ‘Religion of Peace’ and dropping Richard Reid on Mecca from 35,000 feet, we instead treat EVERYBODY ELSE like a criminal.
Instead of taking our shoes off, can you imagine what TSA would be demanding of us had Reid stuck a stick of dynamite up where the sun doesn't shine?
Google travel slippers or airline slippers. They don’t look classy, but I’ve heard TSA almost never makes you take them off.