… a psychologist’s expression for the fear of long words. Originally a scientific joke, it has now become a sysnonym for the slightly less thrilling sesquipedalophobia.
Comfortably numb.
Yesterday, in a big but presumably peaceful city’s metro, I suddenly found myself in the line of fire. Police stormed the wagon and one officer determinedly pointed his gun at the guy sitting behind me. Some passengers left the scenery quite rapidly, but I remained seated and gaped at (or should I say into?) the gun. Am I brave? I don’t think so. What if the guy behind me had had a gun as well? I did not think about it.
Today, I am rather surprised about this apathy. It was the first time for me to be in such a situation and I would have expected a bit more adrenaline. Come to think about it, I’d like to argue that media coverage about wars and crime, action movies and first person shooters are slowly making us more indifferent than we like to admit to ourselves. You decide whether that is a good or a bad thing. But consume with caution. Or change the world.
Thank you very much, South Carolina.
I don’t see why people laugh at this girl. In retrospect, her answer turns out to be the perfect explanation for the problem posed in the question.
