Huh?
What I'm reading betweeen the lines is:
A pilot realizes he accidentally left a couple of cartridges in his bag from, presumably, the last time he was legally carrying a gun here in the Freedom-Loving United States.
OK, he's going to a destination where (stupidly), mere possession of ammo is illegal. OK, so he (unwisely) dumps them in the trash.
In a search for a missing ring of one of the passengers , the cartridges are discovered by a flight attendant.
Quite properly, she turns the ammunition over to the Captain.
The Captain is once again stuck with the ammunition.
So he considers his alternatives and dumps them in the toilet. (Which, in-flight, I guess, is supposedly jettisoned from the plane over the ocean or other unpopulated area.)
Probably unwise, but it beats the alternative of turning the plane around, landing again in the Freedom-Loving United States, getting off the plane, and disposing of the ammunition <ahem> "properly," somehow.
Figuring the flight attendant will (quite properly) have to report the discovery of the ammunition in Freedom-Loving Germany, decides to report the incident himself to the Freedom-Loving German authorities.
So there's this big *expletive deleted*ing brouhaha in Freedom-Loving Germany where they empty the waste holding tanks to find a couple of rounds of ammo. Ick. Yuck. And
Holy crap, remind me not to drive my car into Freedom-Loving Washington D.C. or New Jersey or Maryland.
There's probably 5-10 cartridges somewhere under the seats which fell out of a box of .22s a long time ago.
And five will get you eight there's a couple of nines tucked away in the folds of my luggage from the same kind of spill incident. And (yikes!) maybe even a deadly .45 or two. And maybe even (double-yikes, double-deadly)
H o l l o w P o i n t s !
Holy crap. Pardon me if my dripping sarcasm gets you all wet.
Zero tolerance = zero intelligence.
Freedom-Loving Terry, 230RN