On a flight getting ready to depart for Detroit, Jack was sitting in the plane when a guy took the seat along side of him.
The guy was an emotional wreck. He was pale, his hands were shaking,and he was moaning in fear.
Jack asked him, "Whats wrong ? You afraid of flying ?"
"No, That's not it. I've been transferred to Detroit, and I hear there's crazy people there. There are shootings, street gangs, race riots, drugs, poor public schools, and the highest crime rate in the nation."
Jack replied, "Look, I've lived in detroit all my life. It's not as bad as the media claims. Find a nice home, enroll your kids in a nice private school, Go to work, mind your own business, and you will find it is as safe as anywhere in the World."
The guy relaxed, stopped shaking, and said, " Oh, thank you, I've been worried sick. 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 ?" replied Jack, "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."
