Never worn one. I’m on Fedora 43 if it makes you feel better.

Similar stuff exists everywhere. India has some of the worst I have seen, but there are places in the USA that are no better. Some Native American reservations are on par, as are parts of the most rural and poorest states.

That is a lot of toxicity for nothing of any value whatsoever.

It is an easily mistaken context dear neighbor, if one were to project my abstraction into some emotional space, but I assure you the assumption is patently false. For when I say such a society it is an abstraction against my perception, and principally grounded in the post about the man that died on an airplane. I am calling out the chasm of how the morals and ethics extrapolate, and conjuring a picture that illustrates my point. I lead off that illustration by clearly stating that my perspective is ungrounded and that it is impossible to do so from such a simple scope of a time and place. However, I’m also conjuring a circumstance that should garner empathy to counter other sentiments I see as grossly immoral.

Further, one should duly note that In have clearly stated I care about anyone and everyone, which obviously includes the wonderful people of India. I do not accept any assertion that some lives are merely acceptable collateral damage due to the population density or narcissistic adolescent halfwits that fail to project themselves onto the lives of others with empathy.

So it is quite the opposite of what you imagined. My indignation is against those that accept these poor people as worthless, if that happened to be the case, and the image was plain and straightforward. It does not matter whether my assumptions are correct in the trauma I felt when seeing that image. The moral and ethical implications of the abstraction extrapolate to the situation on the plane. If one dead body is irrelevant, than six are equally the same, and the end result is a complete breakdown of civilization into barbarism. That it is grounded in a kernel of reality, lends the illustrative tool the teeth needed to make the principal stick, however it is only an abstraction.

Skimming 4chan random a couple of months ago, there was a post on the worst of India. One picture was of a train route with a few tracks and a half dozen people strewn dead across the ground. It was impossible to tell the circumstances, but they were clearly dead and broken. No one cared. All the surroundings were business as usually and no one was responding or concerned. By the way things looked, some had been there for awhile.

Nope. Fuck that. I want nothing to do with such a pathetic amoral society. I will gladly miss my connection out of respect for life, anyone’s, everyone’s. I care about you digital neighbor reading this now. My slight inconvenience is not worth more than your life.

It is probably very difficult to transport a dead person post mortem, and lessening that journey for your family is important too.

I am baffled that wrestling theater exists. It was cringe to me even as a young kid.