Human reaction to an event is almost always similar through generations i suspect.
Had an experience recently of a mishap - where there was an incident, a perpetrator or two for sure, a handful of witnesses and a dozen odd self-proclaimed sleuths whose purpose in life was to die in Page 3. While the real incident or its fate is of little consequence, i am reminded of another entry in my old book. I had written this some 21 years ago when i happened to see my couple-friend burn to death, alive. That was the goriest of anything i will ever get to see. If their death was an irreparable loss to me, the trauma of handling public reaction and gossip was monumentally difficult - merely because i was present there or solitarily privy to their lives.
Extract from my diary against 2nd April 1989.
Extract from my diary against 2nd April 1989.
.......This is what happens when there are some witnesses to any incident - each one waits for another person to make the first move and then a collective paralysis sets in. A majority of them tries to pretend that nothing has happened or at any rate, there is nothing they could have done to prevent it and there is the minority Sherlock Holmes tribe that is looking to pillory anyone that was an inconvenience anywhere anytime. In the end, everyone gets everything but the real facts...
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