Dr. Ramsey Revisited

TransPacificAir's flight 37 levelled-off at a fuel-saving 48,000 feet almost 70 minutes after its Los Angeles departure for Honolulu. The 1st-class cabin was about to get its second round of cocktails when a passenger in 34C unbuckled his belt and tumbled into the aisle, clutching his chest, and experiencing breathing difficulty. The flight attendant's P.A. call requested calm, after which she leaned into seat 2B and asked assistance from the older gentlemen the manifest identified as an M.D. The doctor arrived, setting his cane aside to attend to the disheveled, long-haired and bearded victim who appeared to be in his late 40s. In the flash of an eye, the victim grabbed the doctor's lapels, rolled them both over to sit upon his rescuer's chest and drove a Bic pen into the 77 year-old's larynx. "You flunked me outta USC med school in '87, Dr. Ramsey, and you can go to hell, first class," then 'adjusted' the pen to perforate the physician's carotid artery.