There's an epidemic going on in this country and somebody has to do something, anything, to stop it.
In the last week three people have fallen from the south rim of the Grand Canyon to meet their doom.
How can this be? The area for viewing is surrounded by a chain link fence. I know. I've been there.
There's a rumor going around that some of these people went around the fence to get a better view of their final resting place. Couldn't happen could it?
There is a trail where people riding donkeys went to the bottom many years ago. I'm sure there's a history of people sucking dirt as they hit the ground but I haven't read it.
I do know, since 2015, 55 people have bit the dust 'accidentally' while posing for photos. This I know. When I visited the Canyon I stood about 20 feet from the fence and looked at the North Rim. Want to know why? Because I don't have the courage to ride a kiddie Ferris wheel without puking my guts.
If I could have had one conversation with the now dead Grand Canyon visitors who assumed room temperature it would have been, "Brother, are you stupid or what"?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment