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I've been thinking about some events that I had obeserved in the past that made me wonder. Does death linger in a particular place or maybe have a quota?
Back in ninteen eighty two a forty story constrution project on N. Bayshore drive in Miami was in full swing and the structure was two thirds complete. There were police cars and fire department vehicles lined up in front of the project one morning. It had been an argument between two security guards that had esclated into an old fasioned show down between the two drawing their weapons and shooting each other. One died and the other wounded, the one that survived was eventually sent to prison.
Later on when the structure was almost complete an iron worker and a carpenter were in constant friction with each other over the completion of the deck form to have it ready for concrete. Everything was on a hairline schedule and the pressure was immense. The carpenter finally snapped and walked up to the iron worker from behind and swung full force with his framing hammer and caved in the back of the mans head. By the miracle of modern medicine the man survived with the addition of a metal plate to his head. The carpenter tried to leave the job by calmly walking down off the form deck and catching the personnel and material hoist to make his escape, but was caught when he got off at the bottom. He was sentenced to a long term in prison for attempted murder.
Fast forward to nineteen ninty nine. The same building has been open for over ten years. A man is in a lovers quarrel with someone and is locked out of their condo. He knocks on the door of his neighbor and convinces them to let him go out on thier balcony to continue his pleading there. What he ends up doing is removing his shoes and attempting to jump from their balcony to the next. He doesn't make it and falls to his death fourteen stroies below on the underground parking garage ramp. He ended up face down and a small trickle of blood ran down the ramp. It was not more than ten or fifteen feet from where the security guard had fallen those many years before and not more than seventy feet from where the carpenter had been caught.
These events are what gave me the idea that certain places are more prone to deaths occuring violently than others and are what can simply be decribed as jinxed. I'm sure that many would feel that these are random events, but are they? Maybe death has a quota for a certain place and that quota has to be filled. It is said that in the realm of possibilites everything is possible so my thoughts may not be so impossible and maybe even in fact the truth.
These events are what gave me the idea that certain places are more prone to deaths occuring violently than others and are what can simply be decribed as jinxed.
...Which is the same basic thinking that led someone to propose the so-called "Bermuda Triangle." Coincidence, nothing more.
I've been thinking about some events that I had obeserved in the past that made me wonder. Does death linger in a particular place or maybe have a quota?
Back in ninteen eighty two a forty story constrution project on N. Bayshore drive in Miami was in full swing and the structure was two thirds complete. There were police cars and fire department vehicles lined up in front of the project one morning. It had been an argument between two security guards that had esclated into an old fasioned show down between the two drawing their weapons and shooting each other. One died and the other wounded, the one that survived was eventually sent to prison.
Later on when the structure was almost complete an iron worker and a carpenter were in constant friction with each other over the completion of the deck form to have it ready for concrete. Everything was on a hairline schedule and the pressure was immense. The carpenter finally snapped and walked up to the iron worker from behind and swung full force with his framing hammer and caved in the back of the mans head. By the miracle of modern medicine the man survived with the addition of a metal plate to his head. The carpenter tried to leave the job by calmly walking down off the form deck and catching the personnel and material hoist to make his escape, but was caught when he got off at the bottom. He was sentenced to a long term in prison for attempted murder.
Fast forward to nineteen ninty nine. The same building has been open for over ten years. A man is in a lovers quarrel with someone and is locked out of their condo. He knocks on the door of his neighbor and convinces them to let him go out on thier balcony to continue his pleading there. What he ends up doing is removing his shoes and attempting to jump from their balcony to the next. He doesn't make it and falls to his death fourteen stroies below on the underground parking garage ramp. He ended up face down and a small trickle of blood ran down the ramp. It was not more than ten or fifteen feet from where the security guard had fallen those many years before and not more than seventy feet from where the carpenter had been caught.
These events are what gave me the idea that certain places are more prone to deaths occuring violently than others and are what can simply be decribed as jinxed. I'm sure that many would feel that these are random events, but are they? Maybe death has a quota for a certain place and that quota has to be filled. It is said that in the realm of possibilites everything is possible so my thoughts may not be so impossible and maybe even in fact the truth.
When I was a LEO I would go to routine death calls nearly everyday. They weren't usually crazy, tragic things like you hear on the news, just everyday suicides, accidents, murders, illness and just plain old age.
Death is natural, easy to do and is everywhere. Your society just does a good job of hiding it and/or keeping it discrete.
When I was a LEO I would go to routine death calls nearly everyday. They weren't usually crazy, tragic things like you hear on the news, just everyday suicides, accidents, murders, illness and just plain old age.
Death is natural, easy to do and is everywhere. Your society just does a good job of hiding it and/or keeping it discrete.
Sorry I was the one to disclose your methodology, by the way you said "when" you were a LEO, what are you now
Still doesn't answer my question, just the king of nothing?
Yep. All hail the king...or not.
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