It happens almost not a day goes by without the newspapers do not publish on their pages obituary announcing the death of inserts a young person who barely twenty. Throw a glance, if stealthy as it may be, on the columns macabre local publications can not leave indifferent even if the deceased we are completely anonymous and can not share with him or family ties or the spatial links. One can not help, either, to have a thought filled with sadness and compassion for the parents of the young disappeared, the ones who feel this loss in their flesh and their soul and that the burden of their grief n ' has the weight of such hopes and expectations based on that loved one after death is reduced to a cadaverous mass where nothing sounds, not even silence.
While in the collective imagination we accept that as multiple reasons that may be his, death is always one and unique, it is clear that the primary cause of these deaths are tragic accidents. How many young lives have been cut before it has even been started? How many grieving parents have had to endure the painful tragedy to see from them before and never the pupil of their eyes? How Are these inconsolable mothers and fathers destroyed, annihilated, forced to live the rest of their life to wish for death to reach their beloved party towards "greener pastures".
The situation is not gay at all. But all this rage, this consternation, that thought to another, this compassion ... and all the sympathy you can imagine, does occur more funny or not at all when you cross your path one of these young people driving 'his' car feels the strongest, most powerful, immortal, untouchable ... the one who has to souciance or for his life or that of others ... one who makes all the excesses and all hazards which do war attention to his physical integrity or that of its close. How about in front of these unconscious Yet without that being morons, without being brainless, suddenly convert into a serious public danger? I would not be a hypocrite, but I confess that I often wished death to those that were unleashed fury that spread terror and confusion in their wake, not because I have hatred for these reject unaware of the harm they can do and cause to others but simply because I always thought that no more stupid than a dead animal.
While in the collective imagination we accept that as multiple reasons that may be his, death is always one and unique, it is clear that the primary cause of these deaths are tragic accidents. How many young lives have been cut before it has even been started? How many grieving parents have had to endure the painful tragedy to see from them before and never the pupil of their eyes? How Are these inconsolable mothers and fathers destroyed, annihilated, forced to live the rest of their life to wish for death to reach their beloved party towards "greener pastures".
The situation is not gay at all. But all this rage, this consternation, that thought to another, this compassion ... and all the sympathy you can imagine, does occur more funny or not at all when you cross your path one of these young people driving 'his' car feels the strongest, most powerful, immortal, untouchable ... the one who has to souciance or for his life or that of others ... one who makes all the excesses and all hazards which do war attention to his physical integrity or that of its close. How about in front of these unconscious Yet without that being morons, without being brainless, suddenly convert into a serious public danger? I would not be a hypocrite, but I confess that I often wished death to those that were unleashed fury that spread terror and confusion in their wake, not because I have hatred for these reject unaware of the harm they can do and cause to others but simply because I always thought that no more stupid than a dead animal.
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