Boo! Hoo! Daddy, I want a crab cage! Good, God! That’s a death trap, really, for the small critters and food for carnivores, say, like people!
For whatever reason, I don’t feel sorry for catastrophic events such as 9/11, people losing their livelihoods to oil in the waters of the Gulf of Mexico, or just plain sad stories, well, except romantic ones.
There is no room for emotions when doing`business as usual`. Nothing can get done when people are feeling sorry for themselves or angry at others and just sit around not caring if something worse comes along.
When certain persons, like moi, already had enough sorrow in their lives, there is no more room to shed tears of sorrow. Sentiments become callused over and skins become thicker over time. Healing may never occur. Only death of the old ways.
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