Malaysia Airlines flight MH370: search area widened and new summary of events so far – live updates http://t.co/RUTdFRZN32
— The Guardian (@guardian) March 10, 2014
Let me start by saying this is not a light matter, 200+ people missing, families waiting… That’s trully tragic. My heart goes out to them.
But I must admit it reminds me of “Lost” or “Bermuda Triangle” Mysteries.
My spine tingles with out-of-this-world, science-fiction notions I’ve read in so many books. Parallel universe, Alternate reality, a rip between 2 worlds…. the possibilities are endless. Tangent- What happened to Amelia Earhart? Or the Sri Lankan Millionaire who disappeared over the same bit of air space?
I can’t help thinking “I wonder what the people in the “other” world are thinking… about this plane that suddenly appeared off the coast of Namviet, on the way to Anchi from Laymasia.”
Of course I’m not the only one with this dilemma, people will be people and find the humour in anything. Especially in our darkest moments, isn’t it humour that helps us go on?
When I got hit by a car a couple of months ago, (for the 2nd time in my life mind you) my first reaction was to laugh. And still I am laughing, what normal person gets hit by a car twice???? That’s me. An accident waiting to happen… apparently. But even as tears of shock started to pour down my face, my hands started to shake uncontrollably, I was smiling, and laughing with the Emergency Medical Technician, who took such good care of me.
We laughed about what happened. It helped the time pass, and the tension and the fear subside.
I remember when my friend’s father passed a couple of years ago. That morning no one smiled, everyone piled into the house whispering in a house used to raucous laughter, belly-ache laughter, back slaps, and quickest of wits. But then in the evening in typical fashion, someone forgot and cracked an off–colour joke. Everyone started to laugh. The tension was broken, emotions came spilling out. A desperate, even hysterical, laughter took us over. Laughter that ended in tears.
Too soon. We say.
So wrong. We say.
Is it too soon to laugh, joke, be playful about the missing flight? It probably is.
Will that stop people from breaking the “decent” boundaries? Probably not.
I apologize for the insentivity of this post.
And I open the question to you- isn’t it human? Or is it just tasteless?