There was an accident that occurred outside my house this evening. By the time I had noticed the flashing lights outside, the car that had crashed head-on into the tree had been moved onto a tow truck. The occupants of the vehicle seemed to be doing okay and the police had already finished their initial investigations.
When looking out my living room window, I wondered in my mind how in the world the driver was able to crash into the tree. He must have been going at high rates of speed around that bend as there was no percipation and the ground was not compromised at all. I see my neighbour across the street observing all that was going on. I wanted to go out and ask him what he had learned from his observations, but I got lazy and decided against it. However, I waited around to see the damage the tree had done to the car and after everyone had left, I went outside to survey the damage. It still boggles my mind how the driver got himself into this predicament.
As this was going on, I was thinking about how curious I was about seeing the damage to the car and finding out what actually had happened. This led me to think about how curious we are as humans. We always want to know what is going on, about people, places, and events. For the most part, we want to be in the know. We do not want to be left out. We see this obsession with the likes of modern technology, like facebook and twitter. However, there is this danger to curiosity, our need to know, with the devestating effects of gossip could have. The stories get skewed, information is added or omitted, events are exaggerated or emphasized; but all in all for the most part, it usually never good. And seriously, do we really have to know?
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