The meteor striking Russia has me fascinated with watching the videos of it speeding into our atmosphere. I’ve watched them a thousand times. The first hundred I watched this magnificent display of space junk barrel into our planet. The big bright light that lit up entire areas creating its own shadows just seems so awesome. And scary.
The next hundred times I watched, I took notice of the people. They seemed to not care. Just going about their daily routines as if this happens all the time. Cars kept going, no one stopped. I’d have slammed on my brakes like it was the apocalypse! Although it didn’t take up a lot of time getting to the ground, it seemed like a “Holy Shit!” moment to me.
I couldn’t imagine the things that would have been running through my head as a meteor came streaking through the sky into my city. I would have went from alien spacecraft, to bombs of war, to a fallen angel. My imagination would have most definitely run rampant and terror would have reigned in my very being. But it seemed these people just didn’t care! Until it blasted the windows out of every building in a 1000 mile radius.
As awesome as this event turned out to be, I would never want to experience it. It might induce a small heart attack. Plus, that’s a lot of glass lying around and millions worth of clean up. I’m grateful no one was killed and it landed mostly away from the people.
Space is so vast and so mysterious I just can’t wrap my brain around it. It’s fascinating to a point, and then it’s just terrifying. We’re tiny little specs in the great big giant…space. Next time you have a massive problem, think of how small we are, that ought to bring it back to perspective for you.