Once again, I was subjected to the ridiculous security procedures of the TSA. Wearing underwear, shorts, loose shirt and sandals I was obviously conveying weapons paraphernalia. Upon a sharp rebuke from TSA personal, I was told to remove 1/4 of my clothing to ensure the protection of the other passengers. Luckily, the 1/4 was only my sandals. And so, like many 10s of 100s of people that day, I trod through the metal-detectors spreading foot-borne bacteria between Rhode Island and Virginia. The terrorist need not trouble themselves with dirty-bombs when dirty-feet will do.