Cliffhangers
The first time I saw this picture, I felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on my head. I thought about all the bitching I’ve done when driving along potholed, unpaved roads in the province; how I cursed government officials for those old, rickety bridges in the countryside.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to stop with my bitching. There’s enough fund for those roads to be paved and those bridges to be replaced; the funds were just, how do we say this, diverted to some trapo’s deep pockets. It’s just that putting everything in their right perspective, when you look at something as deplorable as this you kinda feel relieved that you are not in their shoes.
I’m not sure if this is a slight version of schadenfreude (happiness derived from other people’s misery), perhaps it is, but somehow I got the feeling that I was a bit too harsh in my rants against them politicos.
Hmm.. Nah. Not really.
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