when cars pull out of the way to let an ambulance through, makes me proud of humans, both for having managed to organise for there to be ambulances, and for cooperating to help them get where they are going, and thinking of this makes me cry, and then I think about how even though we can do that, so often there is very little reason to be proud of humans, due to doing things that are the opposite of ambulances, and that makes me cry a bit more
( vladimir, Thu 7 Aug 2014, 23:10, 6 replies)

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( sir_spicious2000 Crap I've watched: www.filmplop.blogspot.com/, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 1:32, closed)

Profound.
I like this.
(The Incredible Sulk Finally remembered his password on, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 1:47, closed)

I like the sentiment but a bit Daily Mail in that you say there is very little reason to be proud of humans.
There is more kindness that horror, simply one is not as news worthy as the other.
( d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 6:54, closed)

Short and sweet
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( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 8:05, closed)

But not everyone
My sister stayed with Italian friends in Napoli and they spent a week or two being driven around by Italians. There was a traffic queue and a fire engine had its lights on, horns blaring, etc trying to get through. Not one of the dozen or so cars in the queue moved aside.

My sister was incredulous and asked why no one moved over (including her host); after all it could be their house that is burning down in the distance. The reply was, "oh you English. you're just like the Germans. Everything has to be done properly." Then host continued the conversation with her hand permanently depressed on the horn - like every other stationary car in the queue.
(Gusofnavarone always makes a map of france from sarnies, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 12:15, closed)

...and then I crashed my car because I was crying
and the ambulance couldn't get through, so I died.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 13:17, closed)