No humour here

I try not to be too serious on my blog, but this is really bothering me on about eleven different levels.

This past Saturday night in my city, four 16 year old boys died in a senseless car crash. The simple truth is that they (or at least one of them) caused the accident, playing silly-buggers, trying to pass a car of teenage girls, just messing around and playing. The boys crossed the double yellow line and hit an oncoming truck head-on. (The people in the truck were taken to hospital and later released.)

So, so, so sad to lose four young boys like that. So sad for the people in the truck, whom they hit. Sad for the girls in the third car. Just a frigging mess all the way around. I hope that, eventually, young people will learn a strong lesson from this.

And here's the kicker: the teenage girls have just witnessed something so horrific that they will never be able to forget it. In the aftermath, there is screaming, there are flashing lights and ambulances, there are body bags. And while all this was going on, there sat these frightened teenage girls, who were undoubtedly in shock.

Teenage girls. Teenage girls with cell phones. Who proceeded to do what teenage girls do: they called people. In near hysterics, they began calling their friends, and nobody stopped them. There were cops, there were fire fighters and paramedics, but no one thought to take the phones away from the girls. They called their friends with the shocking news that So-And-So was dead, and the news spread like wildfire. So much so that, in one case, several other teenagers showed up at So-And-So's house, crying, before the police had told the parents.

And I hope The Authorities will learn a strong lesson from that.

I don't even know what I'm trying to say.