By Allan lengel ticklethewire.com
WASHINGTON — It used to be that conversations on airplanes went something like this: “Excuse me flight attendant, can I have another diet Coke?”
Or:”Excuse me, where are you headed today?” or “Any idea what time we’re suppposed to land?”
Lately, the conversations have gone something like this: “Hey, isn’t that man’s underwear on fire.”
Or, as a man on a Northwest flight from Miami to Detroit screamed out this week: “I want to kill all the Jews”.
Whatever happened to the friendly skies?
