The terrorists have won. 3 oz of liquid, and no more. You gotta take off your shoes. Security lines. No nail clippers or knitting needles. And now.... nuns getting frisked by TSA agents. I hate plane travel. Give me a train anytime. Just jump on and go. Take a whole frigging water jug and a Bowie knife. Smoke to your hearts content on the club car. Or sit quitely in the quiet car.