Arrrr me mateys! What? Too soon?

Recently, for those of you lucky enough to have seen any piece of news material, a large cruise liner went Titanic. But instead of sinking it rolled over on its side a few hundred metres from an island, and 99% of the people on board escaped unharmed. Half the boat however remains under water.

In the news reports that followed, the pushing and shoving etc was widely described as pandemonium, chaos and other similar, yet disastrous adjectives. But due to the proximity to land and sufficient numbers of life boats, few lives were lost.

But I had to have a bit of a chuckle to myself though. There was an interesting tid bit article on one of the trash web sites (news.com.au), about whether 'women and children first' should still apply in this day and age. In a society where it's deemed to be every man for himself (so to speak) wouldn't we then just end up with life boats full of muscly guys who have fought valiantly for their own survival?

Hmmm, I'm all for equality between the sexes. But that one's a thorny issue! Enough said really... But not really.

A few "Lol" worthy points were raised in the comments section.
The ironic observation was made, that on average women are more chubbed up. Therefore, if anyone should have to go in the drink, it should be the girls as they will survive longer in cold water. Guys, with more muscle and higher metabolisms will quickly freeze (a la Leonardo DiCaprio V. Kate Winslett). It made me "lol."

Some optimist also had the cahones to suggest that proportional representation should occur. I'd like to see that get sorted out on a sinking ship though!

Anyway, I'd be interested to hear your thoughts. I'm going to assume we're all modest enough to say that the kids can go first. But does gender equality demand men and women die in equal numbers these days!?

Consider this link maybe

gtg save a life bbl

On occasion I have been known to chat to friends on the internet, or over the telephone in a textual based manner. Having grown up in the PC generation, this occurrence is quite the norm. But in recent years, as my friends have grown up and changed, got jobs etc. I've found that the conversation tends to end slightly differently than it used to. in previous years it would dwindle to nothing, or a pleasant 'gnite' was dropped.

Nowadays though, it just seems to end with "MET call, adios" or "gtg, cat 1" as my friends dash off to save a life. Interesting times. Funny to think that I might get to say that one day...

Anyway, somebody posted the link to this video on the forum for my cohort of med students. I found it interesting, and confronting. But fascinating to see what its like to try save people in a war zone.

War is silly.