If you’d like to read the rest of the story, here it is.
See, this crap wouldn’t happen here in the United States, or any other First World (should that be capitalized? I don’t think so) country, because we are a lot smarter than to store fuel in any quantity in a basement like they did. And as the story unfolds, we’re going to find out what else stupid they did that led to the fire and all of this death and destruction. Diesel does not off-gas, and it’s flash point is pretty high. It’s combustible, not flammable, which means you have to ignite it some way. You wait, we’ll find out what other third world (should that be capitalized? I think so) bullshit went on to cause all of this.
And let me remind you that this is not some low grunge hospital for low caste Indians, this is high level, fancy shit…a place like I’m going to go and have my hip operated on…gulp…and even there, where you’d think they would possess a level of knowledge and expertise that was above the run of the mill third world asshole, they don’t. I’m certain the medicine they dispense is, was, wonderful, of that I have no doubt. But the building engineering staff is right out of that third world lack-of-knowledge-lack-of-regulation culture and mind set.
Or I could be full of shit, that happens a lot.
Still, what I want to draw your attention to, is the comment in the red box up there (that’s one of the reasons I put the red box around it, to bring your attention to it. I’m clever like that) about how the doctors bolted for the doors, leaving the patients to fend for themselves.
What the hell did anyone expect them to do, die with ‘em? Hey, they’re doctors, not firemen. Where does the Indian Hippocratic Oath say they have to stay and sacrifice themselves for a bunch of sick and broken people, anyway? I’m willing to bet this was an orthopedic hospital, and none of those people can run. What, wheel ‘em all out in their beds while they can’t breathe? Sure, that’d work, Ace.
What the hell were the doctors supposed to do? I’d have run, too, you know, if I was able to run. I’m just sayin’…
But this leads me to something else that sticks in my craw these days, and that’s how everyone in the fucking world that does anything dangerous selflessly is a goddamned hero, and I’m going to use these doctors doing the smart thing as an example.
First, a hero is someone who steps out of their “job description” and out of the way “morally” to do something brave and dangerous, that could get them killed or hurt really bad, for a good cause. A hero is not someone who faces danger every day as a normal part of their job, even if it’s for a good cause. If every cop and every military member, for example, is considered a “hero,” simply for doing their jobs, or firemen, then there is no contextual meaning to the word as it applies to those professions. Audie Murphy was just another grunt? Silly on the face of it.
This bullshit of anointing everyone who does something like this as a hero is just more politically correct crap that people are afraid to question. GASP! You don’t think all our military boys are heroes? No, I don’t. I think there are military folks who are heroes, damned straight, and there are heroes to be had with cops and firemen. But not the ordinary cop or marine or whatever going about his normal duties as part of his job, no.
Heroes are heroes by comparison and by choice. They choose to do something they do not have to do, that they are not expected to so, something that places them at great risk, and something that no reasonable person would criticize them for NOT doing, to help other human beings.
It’s a very fine thing, I would think.
But, if praising heroes is a good thing, and it is, and if we acknowledge that heroes are people who are extraordinary, then how is it reasonable to imply a criticism of these doctors for saving their own asses, since very few of us are, in these terms, extraordinary?
Me? I’d have been the first red dothead motherfucker out the door…
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