Re: Killed for wearing a headscarfJul 8th, 2009
-- (Terry Pratchett, The Truth)
Nothing really. It's just that I met Mr. Death and he ain't so tough.
Hey DW I'm sorry if I come across as apathetic about this story but I'm personally becoming desensitized to all the killing going on in the world in the name of racism and terrorism. Yes, it was a terrible act that took place in Germany, pure and simple. Racism may have just reared it's ugly head again in B.C. when 3 young white men attacked a black man on the streets of a small town for no reason other than the color of his skin. It's rampant throughout the world. Until we start focussing on peace instead of war we will continue to see these types of stories come out.
One thing I learned from Mr. Death. Don't take your life for granted.
Yeah, once the heart stops pumping oxygen carrying blood to the brain, I am sure that a person can experience all kinds of neat things. Must be something like a tour on flight # 3,4-methylenedioxymethamphetamine.
I have read a lot of medical and psychological explanations of what might have happened during that "time out" but none of it satisfies my experience of it. The feeling of absolute calm, the warmth and sense of absolute well being while by body lay on ice all busted up.
Or the sensation of hovering over it, looking at it from what seemed like ten feet above it, watching people trying to revive me, some standing around agitated by panic, concern and fear.
I was aware that my body was in pain but I could not feel it. I knew that there were many broken bones and internal damage and bleeding but I was detached emotionally to whether or not I lived through it.
Nobody who has not experienced it can relate, but many I have met who have been through it know exactly what I am talking about.