The Implications Of Apathy Toward 'Just Another Accident'

The Implications Of Apathy Toward 'Just Another Accident'

Behind every statistic, there's a story, and behind every story, there's an event provoking it.

My mom told me that the the belly-up, bright blue car, along with one of its passengers, died in the crash. The living brother purchased himself a one-way ticket to a gray, metal cage where the murderers go. It then made sense to me why flashing red and blue lights greeted me as I made my way home with a full stomach, and why cars lined up in disarray behind the lights, unable to cross the threshold to the accident-free zone. I’ll bet my car was the last to pass through, though the cars before me exhibited behavior comparable to mine: decelerate, steer clear of the bright blue shards, proceed.

Like a lifeline, my grumbling stomach propelled me (and my car) forward towards the grease-filled pizza waiting for me. I barely noticed the cerulean car on the side of the road, the two brothers inside of it, and the one brother who can tell the full story today. I dismissed the passionate, remorseful hugs and the workers by the nearby Lexus as they rushed towards the vibrant blue, though reason should have instructed me to pay attention to a car belly-up. I have seen enough bugs in my life to understand that flailing limbs and a stomach facing the sky usually indicate weakness or death. Yet I drove past, only slowing a little, slightly remorseful over the accident, but more driven by my zeal for food. Many would consider my behavior to be comparable to that of a normal teenager, even a normal human being; I find it heartless.

We pass by accidents on the road every day, many of us not even giving them a second thought. The media discusses these accidents, though many of us tune out, as listening to the sad truth is depressing. Perhaps, if we tune in, we will find that these stories exemplify more than 'just another accident,' a statistic floating around in the realm of a myriad of other statistics. In fact, since there is an infinite amount of numbers in this world, there is technically an infinite number of statistics, an infinite number of numbers to boggle our minds.

So here’s a statistic for you now. On average, 3287 people die in car crashes every day. The stranger in the bright blue car is now reduced to a part of that statistic, a number representing the millions of other strangers in bright blue cars who have come and gone without a fair trial.

Behind every statistic, there's a story, and behind every story, there's an event provoking it. We read some of these stories, but we don't truly understand their magnitudes until we experience them first-hand. And even then, we often choose to overlook the trauma in favor of our most immediate needs or our innocence. But there's only so much time in our lives before we witness the spilled blood of others.

In researching the tragedy, I found that the supposedly intoxicated brother was charged with homicide and aggravated driving for the death of his brother, a politician and fireman. I found testimonials on the brothers, many claiming the innocence of the drunk driver and the benevolence of the man who died, a man said to have touched the lives of so many through his selfless work. I did not have to search long and hard to find the story, though I suspect that few took the time to research ‘just another accident’.

The living brother was imprisoned on account of his own actions and the dead one on account of his brother’s actions. But I roam free, knowing that I overlooked a tragedy, and that I was not the only one.
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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it


Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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5 Vital And Helpful Tips I Live By When Packing For A Trip

Try and pack smarter, not harder.


If you are anything like me, you tend to overpack thinking you are being a great packer and being ready for any scenario that life may throw at you. Well, that is, unfortunately untrue, and I have learned that you are only doing more harm than good. Over the years, I have come up with five tips I always use when traveling and have been proven to work. You've heard of the five golden rules of life, and, well, these are the five golden rules/tips of packing.

1. Start with a packing list.

This is the best tip I could give to anyone else who is getting ready to travel. Making a list is very useful, especially when stressed about your travel. You will not forget anything because you have it all written down. A packing list is a great way to keep organized when packing.

2. Use space bags.

Now, this is a tip my dad lives by. Space bags are great when you are packing because it protects your clothes and makes room to put a lot in your suitcase. The crazy story of a time when my dad was traveling, and his friend's bag was soaked with the shampoo he brought on the plane. All his clothes and everything inside the suitcase was ruined. So always use space bags because you never know what could happen on the flight. You can buy a space bag here.

3. Pack the essentials first.

I will be honest and say that I do over-pack a lot. I use the line "just in case" as an excuse to pack my entire house. But I have learned that packing for "just in case" is a waste of time. When you first sit down to pack, lay out all your essentials. For example, clothes that you will wear during the trip. You will be surprised to see how effective it is.

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4. ALWAYS pack an extra outfit in your carry on.

This tip is one that I have been very grateful that I used. A while ago during my trip to Canada, my check-in bag was missing and delayed for multiple hours. Luckily I had an extra outfit to keep me fresh and not feel gross. It is always crucial to this in your carry on In case of emergencies such as your bag getting lost.

5. Put identification on your suitcase.

Everyone in the airport somehow tends to have the same black or red suitcase that you have, which only means confusing when you're trying to find your check-in bag. To quickly identify your suitcase, put a sticker, or tie a ribbon on the handle. You can easily pick up your suitcase and leave. This will prevent any sneaky people trying to steal or claim that your suitcase is theirs.

P.S.: Use a bright color ribbon or a different sticker. Also, tie the ribbon properly to make sure it's secured.

I live by these five packing tips every time I travel so I hope you can use them the next time you take a trip!

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