I once regularly toted my Swiss Army knife on plane trips. I'd toss it into the basket with my keys and wallet and be waved through the metal detector (with shoes still on, mind you), and it was never given a second glance.
I've carried that same poor, battered knife daily for almost 25 years now. In fact, I was denied entrance to a New Year's venue this year because I admitted to having a pocket knife on my person and refused to part with it. $60 wasted. WTF?
Have we become a society of emasculated pansies that fears little pocket knives?