The Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys is the source for this. Here is the comment that goes with the video there:
Perhaps it is presumptuous for me to say, but I understand the men on the ladder with the prybar entirely. They are my brothers.
I do not know how I've woken up in a world where 99 percent of the population never think to do anything but point their crummy cameraphones at whatever calamity is ongoing.
The man with the prybar is worth a thousand of them.
Good on the rescuers.
ReplyDeleteJust another example of how bolted in, fixed, security bars are a good security measure, until you have to get them out of the way for emergency egress.
As the old military saying goes, 'If you've finally fixed it so they can't get in, you can't get out.'
ReplyDeleteI do not know how I've woken up in a world where...point their crummy cameraphones at whatever calamity is ongoing.
ReplyDeleteThe man with the prybar is worth a thousand of them.
This may overstate the case, somewhat. It's also important to document the doings. In the particular case, I'm not sure what the guy with the cameraphone would have added to the rescue effort itself; the ladder seems occupied. Can't tell from this whether others were searching for other ways in, but that seems likely.
Still, it is a valid beef where the newsie is busily recording the calamity, and also recording the fact that no rescue effort is underway, instead of becoming that rescue effort. Mustn't impact the news, after all....
Eric Hines
That made my day.
ReplyDeleteAnd as much as I'm sometimes irritated by mindless building codes, I do think it's a good idea to pay close attention to fire exits. Being way up on stilts as we are, I even have fire ladders and dog suspension harnesses for the top-floor bedroom, and all of our windows are wide enough and low enough to climb out of. And smoke alarms, of course. I set one of those off the other day, and I got the call on my fire radio before I even had a chance to call in and say we had it under control. If you don't think that was embarrassing.
Or even if I do.
ReplyDeleteMy father was a long-time Captain of the local volunteer Fire Department. It didn't save him the time he set the leaves on fire underneath the wife's Fiero, which he was working on that afternoon.
Destroyed the car, actually. A fact still lamented by the wife, but not at all by me; as far as I can tell, the car's chief virtue was being easy to push.