Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The problem with...

Not getting back here every day is that posts pile up and then, sometimes, other things happen which reduce the first post, so do I post in order even though mentally I have moved on or rather that new developments put past things in different lights? Do the old events simply become part of the new posts, or still stand on their own?

While driving to work last Friday, on my way back from a deep clean at the dentist, a rock flew up and chipped my windshield. The chip is about 1/2 inch wide and low on the windscreen, so not a priority to fix at the moment. It's annoying because the car is only 1 1/2 years old so to need to replace something as large as the windscreen seems particularly galling. Whatever flew up was large enough for me to see as it hurtled towards me and I was shaken, though kept driving. Recently here in Boston a man was seriously injured when a drainage cover flew up from the highway, shattered his window and hit him. They weigh a couple of hundred pounds and should have been bolted down. He's still in the hospital. They had pictures of the car on the news, and it was just decimated and the front was all covered in blood. Last year a woman was killed when a chunk of ceiling inside the tunnel came down and crushed her side of the car. Her husband walked away.

In both instances, human negligence was to blame. This was no one's fault. The truck in front of me was not driving erratically. The road was not particularly littered, but it made me think how brief life is. I wondered if those two people had time to register fear, and surprise or was it done in an instant with no time for them to even know what happened to them before they were dead or woke up in a hospital. I think about that alot in regards to sudden and terrible accidents. And I don't know if it's just a morbidity on my part or something else.

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