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I was sent a link to a rather disturbing site today Kid Of Speed. (Mirror as original is removed)
It is a detailed account of the Chernobyl disaster wrapped around the rather odd hobby of riding through the irradiated area and accompanied by some startling photographs. This was rather strikingly juxtaposed by the people in my office eating hot-crossed buns and having a pretty damn good time. I wonder how many people around Chernobyl on the day the reactor blew were feeling as happy and contented as we do?
I can't help but feel a chill when I see something that shows so graphically how good we are at fucking things up completely. We live our lives on a knife edge, and most of us are so well conditioned that we don't notice the blade, even when we start to bleed from its cuts....
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