YIKES! Never thought I'd hear such cynicism here.

People make mistakes everyday, we forget to turn off the coffee maker so our house catches fire...well we shouldn't have left it on in the first place. We think the track is clear, we've had a hellish day /or/ we're running late for work (and might get fired if we're late again) so we look around and make a dash for it...well we broke the rules so no compassion for this lost life.


Maybe the person collecting cans along the track was living in poverty and was at least trying to make a little money buy picking up gross old cans. Their DEATH delayed your trip 5 hours and you feel no compassion?

I don't understand people who've lost their compassion.