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I hold no sympathy for the Boston Marathon bombers who killed three people and permanently disabled at least a dozen others, but the bombing’s aftermath became surreal.
Far too many people, probably most not even residing in the Boston area, took to social media to disseminate rumors and make unfounded conjectures. Bloomberg News posted a link to provide “live” coverage of the manhunt surrounding the search for the second suspect, as if the manhunt became a sporting event in its own right (no doubt capturing a far higher viewership than the marathon itself could ever dream). And Boston went on an area-wide, quasi-hysterical lock-down, although it was very evident that the suspects’ actions in the bombing’s aftermath showed them to be amateurs, not professionals. Ironically a man, who ignored the police request to stay indoors, found the second suspect hiding out in his boat, not the authorities.
For some reason, while writing this post I remembered that plane crash scene with Ezra Stiles (Edward Herrmann) at the stick, from the movie The Great Waldo Pepper.
…an explosion at a fertilizer factory in West, Texas killed 12 people to date, wounded 200 others, and 60 for which remain unaccounted. And we learn that
“The Texas plant that was the scene of a deadly explosion this week was last inspected by the Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) in 1985.” (emphasis added)