I was planning on writing something regarding safety and assurance and freedom and risk, but someone beat me to it, and did a vastly better job than I could have hoped to do myself.
Orson Scott Card, in his regular “Uncle Orson Reviews Everything” column approached the subjects of the Minneapolis bridge collapse, the Utah mine collapse, government protection versus intrusion, and lifes’ general unfairness from a unique perspective. Apparently Orson was recently entirely at fault in what could have been a serious accident which merely totaled two cars instead of people. He recognizes the frailty of life and feels it with a particular sharpness right now. I felt his care through his words.
This is a dangerous world. None of us has anywhere we can go that is safe. Eventually, every single one of us is going to die. Along the way, we’ll suffer losses and pain and we will be harmed by the actions of others.
There is no promise of tomorrow. From the Christian perspective we thank God because His mercies are new every morning. Each morning He doesn’t just allow, He causes the sun to rise on both the just and the unjust.
Since our news media are no longer governed by civilized or civilizing principles, caring only about what makes “a good story” or “good television,” it is up to the people involved in the actual events to behave with decorum.
Maintaining a sense of decorum is amazingly important in this era of “reality TV” and public debauchery. The media cares about money, not morals. And particularly in a culture where, increasingly, IMmorals sells much better, we cannot count on the good and the right to be well represented. Instead, it behooves us when faced with tragedy to carry ourselves with honor, humility, and patient self-sacrifice. Somebody does not need to pay unless they are grossly negligent or maliciously intent on causing the harm done. And even then, in the heart of the tragedy is not the time to look or point, unless the culprit and their motive is clear, and time is us essence to their apprehension. Rather, it is for us to look to the hurt and offer assistance and comfort and support, when those are most needed. It is not assistance to call for heads to roll, it is not comfort to point fingers of jealous blame, it is not support to pontificate on what might’ve been.
Anyways, read Mr. Cards article, you’ll find it after a brief review of his beefs with a newly
ruined revised game I’ve never heard of and Amazon.com’s terribly designed and thought-out back-end user interface.