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A substantial rail line went through my North Idaho home town and some of my friends' dads were railroad guys. There's new technologies now, but trains used to be all very similar. Derailments were always interesting to me, along with pretty much all mechanical carnage. I lament any and all loss of life. I only find the mechanical/physical part entertaining. As it turns out, train cars would sometimes derail, but locomotives almost never did. When a locomotive did slip off the tracks, they usually did not even tip over. They just chewed the poop out of dozens of hefty wooden ties, and twisted main line rail (weighs 110 lbs per foot) like spaghetti. Pretty cool.
Tragic, this current story. Hey, Mule, thanks for jumping on this opportunity to place blame, and particularly for selecting some concept or group of people you hate to blame it on. Because this is so helpful, I'll blame it on a society that places such pressures on people and families in the interest of achieving the white-hot economy, and provides so little resources or even time for people to socially interact that many people are losing their marbles and no knowing where to turn. Yeah. That makes it better. But I still like your idea best because it doesn't deal with the messy problem of people who WANT to kill themselves and people who WANT to kill others, but rather just deals with the tools they need for the job.
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