Sometimes muscular dystrophy is stopped by well intentioned telethons raising money for its cure, and sometimes to stop it – you have to shoot it all to hell.
Jerry Lewis has tried the former thousands of times. He’s raised hundreds of millions of dollars to fight the disfiguring beast – but it keeps coming back. He raises more money… then it comes back again. It’s as if his efforts are all for nought.
Well Lewis has had it – he’s apparently found out where muscular dystrophy lives, and was flying there to confront it with a bullet-hungry gun. Airport authorities probably don’t care about the welfare of muscular dystrophy, and may even root for Lewis when the final battle goes down, but when they found him with a firearm on the far side of the metal detector, they had to detain him anyway.
