I’m not much of a Death Tourist. I’ve worked in traffic before and I have seen what fragile human bodies look like when the Laws Of Physic are broken. I saw a guy that was as dead as a doornail but there wasn’t a scratch on him that we could see. And I’ve seen bodies that, other than having human clothing somewhat attached to them, there really was no way to identify what was there. Sometimes there is a lot of blood and sometimes there isn’t. I’ve seen two dead kids and I hope that’s all I ever see.
One thing I hate is how people will slow down when they get to the wreck and gawk. Some stop and stare. Nowadays people will stick their cell phones out of their car windows and take pictures of the carnage. It’s an odd sight, it is; there’s emergency personnel trying to repair some damaged human being and just a few feet away an endless line of cars has an unlimited supply of people who just want a photo of the gore to take home with them.
I won’t bother being outraged anymore. There isn’t anything I can say or do that will make an ounce of difference.
Reality television, Miley Cyrus, The Three Stooges and professional golf are all symptoms of this same disease. We can’t stop watching something even when it is horrible. We’d very much like to sometimes and some of us will look away. But the vast majority of people, when faced with some terrible vision of butchery or debauchery, have to stop and stare.
Jon is onto something with some of the stuff he posts in Naughty Bits. Most of it is off color humor or some woman who is half naked and look good doing it, but you know what I’m talking about here; Jon will post a photo of a Wal-Martian that weighs three hundred pounds and about a buck ten of that is hanging out in folds of semi-liquid flesh that could be, should be, cut off with a chainsaw, to hell with liposuction, do you hear me?
But we cannot turn away. Jon knows this. He has a deep understanding of human nature. The man is diabolical, I tell you.
Jon has tapped into the part of the human brain that loves surprises and horror. I am willing to bet if he axed the Wal-Martian Of The Week Photo his page hits would drop. People like the funny stuff, Infidel loves the nudes, but all of us are guilty of remembering the woman in the upside down bathing suit, aren’t we? We would like to forget but we cannot. We would like to turn our heads, close our eyes, and not see what cannot be unseen.
But we look anyway.
Mike writes regularly at his site: The Hickory Head Hermit
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