It’s pretty embarrassing to reveal how much I sometimes make myself at home in other people’s comment threads, but I can’t help sharing some excerpts from a conversation I had over at Finslippy. Finslippy’s original post was about not being able to sleep on a camping trip in Utah because she was thinking about murderers.
I’ll start with some excerpts from my first four comments. (Yes, four. Yes, excerpts.) Then there’s a response to me from a witty person who calls herself “Margaret,” and my reply to her, and her second reply to me.
[Me, Comment 1, to Finslippy/Alice]
I’d be more scared of being murdered in an apartment in New York than a tent in Utah. So you are very brave in your own way.
[Me, Comment 2, in response to someone who mentioned wild animals]
I can’t believe I forgot about bears. Three or four years ago it was in the news that TWO local kids in TWO separate locations got killed by bears within about a two-week period. One of the locations was where we had been thinking about going camping. We didn’t go, that year.
But the bears are still out there . . .
[Me, Comment 3]
Just checked my facts and I guess it was just one death (but I think more than one attack) by black bear in the summer of 2007 in Utah. The odds of this are of course much less than being murdered, and much, much less than dying in a car accident, or drowning, etc. But feel free to cite this story next time you’re invited to camp.
[Me, Comment 4]
P.S. Let’s panic about bears! And itinerant murderers!
[Margaret to me]
Zina: Your logic is flawed. There are a billion apartment buildings in New York City, and each has approximately a thousand units. A murderer will never make it up to the 32nd floor of my building–he’ll find someone much better to murder on the way up. There are, what, four campsites in Utah? The odds are with being murdered in your pup tent in Utah.
[Me to Margaret]