Where Is Darwin When You Need Him?
Bill Quick

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In which suicidal idiots find ever more ways to do suicidally idiotic things.

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Bill Quick

About Bill Quick

I am a small-l libertarian. My primary concern is to increase individual liberty as much as possible in the face of statist efforts to restrict it from both the right and the left. If I had to sum up my beliefs as concisely as possible, I would say, "Stay out of my wallet and my bedroom," "your liberty stops at my nose," and "don't tread on me." I will believe that things are taking a turn for the better in America when married gays are able to, and do, maintain large arsenals of automatic weapons, and tax collectors are, and do, not.

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Where Is Darwin When You Need Him? — 1 Comment

  1. The thing that annoys me most about half of those photos, and most like them, is that they have the appearance of danger but very little actual danger. The woman walking the high wire had a safety strap. Sure, you can admire the skill needed to walk the wire, but the odds of her being hurt were pretty low. Moreso for the Chinese group walking the cliff. If a pudgy, middle-aged man can walk that, even with the safety strap, odds are it’s not really that challenging. Even sitting on the troll’s tongue without safety gear isn’t that dangerous; as evidence I point to the lack of people dying every year.

    So, you can admire the nerve of or mock the suicidal stupidity of the people doing the real stunts, like climbing the frozen waterfall. But what should you feel but contempt for people who get their adrenaline rush from activities with no real danger? Shit, people, just revert to your preschool days, when seeing kids in monster costumes gave you an excuse to shriek.