The Septimus Notes

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

|Six to One, Half Dozen T'Other, Part I|

Last week, a construction worker valiantly saved the life of a young man who, in having a seizure, found himself on the tracks with a train barrelling down upon by jumping down into the tracks and pulling the man into the drainage ditch between the first and second rails as the train passed over the couple.

Or did he?

Perhaps the story is better told: Last week, a father of two young daughters stupidly risked his life by jumping down into the tracks in the growing spectre of an oncoming train to save the life of a random individual, grossly and negligently risking the massive psychological damage his daughters would suffer at possibly seeing their father ripped to shreds by a train passing overhead, should the clearance have been insufficient, and the potential damage to their lives as a result of having lost their father at such young ages.

This man is called a hero. No. I mean, it's great that he saved a life. Wonderful, even. But if the ditch had been two inches shallower, I think we would all be singing a different tune.

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 20:24.
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