Going from New Orleans (tying in with FEMA) to Miami, they made me take off my flip flop sandals.
Of course I thought this was ridiculous and quipped "you call these shoes?"
So no belt, no shoes, no keys, you might as well go through naked.

And they were frisking an old guy in a wheelchair with a WWII hat on.
I told the kid doing the frisking that he should be embarassed.
There's procedures, and then there's common sense.