Jack was sitting on the plane when a guy took the seat
beside him. The guy was an emotional wreck, pale, hands
shaking, moaning in fear.
"What's the matter?" Jack asked.
"I've been transferred to New Orleans, there's crazy people
there. They've got lots of shootings, gangs, race riots, drugs,
poor public schools, and the highest crime rate."
Jack replied, "I've lived in New Orleans all my life. It's not
as bad as the media says. Find a nice home, go to work,
mind your own business, enroll your kids in a nice private
School. It's as safe a place as anywhere in the world."
The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you.
I've been worried to death. But if you live there and say it's
OK, I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"
"Me?" said Jack.
"I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser delivery truck."
Subject: Living In America 
Fri Dec 14, 2007 4:31 pm