1ºThe people who died in the Challenger explosion knew what the risks were Jay. And, it still was discovered that warnings were given about the O-rings, and the wristle-blower in that tragedy was silenced. When investigations conclude an experimental tradegy was avoidable, rebuttals of waivers and awareness of potiential risks of death become moot. You STILL INVESTIGATE JAY! YOU STILL INVESTIGATE any reports of red flags. Waivers is one thing, understanding that there were warning signs that could had led to the avoidance of death SHOULD HAD BEEN LOOKED INTO FULLY. Waivers will always say there are risks. But, if there is death occurring or even worse WE FIND OUT DEATH OCCURRED BECAUSE WARNING SIGNS WERE IGNORED..........WAIVERS NO LONGER ARE RELEVANT.
As a matter of fact Jay,having waivers can be seen as a potential flag.
2ºLynda Courtright Someone needed a way out… so they faked a death for a new identity and insurance claim.. Just go take a look at all the submarines that have been to Titanic, and take a look at that one Titan… Then go look at all the technology we have that collected small objects like Mirrors and other stuff from the ocean floor… and compare that to what they are saying about technology in this situation… then go back and look at the technology we had that took over 7000 clear photos of Titanic for this new full scan of Titanic.. and compare that to what they say about technology in this situation… the you will see… something is not right here…
3ºStephanie Skandros What a bizarre species we human beings are.
Everyone completely obsessed with the story of a vessel occupied by super-rich curiosity-seekers lost in the depths of the ocean during their $250,000 vacation to see a vessel occupied by super-rich curiosity-seekers lost in the depths of the ocean.
Every single person reading this right now knows exactly what I'm talking about.
Meanwhile, a ship full of desperate migrants in the Mediterranean goes down, and literally hundreds of men, women and children from Syria, Egypt and Pakistan are missing at sea, presumed drowned.
And barely anyone reading this right now knows what I'm talking about.
4ºmissing and MISSING
It is estimated that 2,300 children are missing every day in the United States .
The "missing, missing" are the silent shadow population of lost people who are unaccounted for in any database. It is estimated that at least 1.5 million are not listed in the database and are among the "Missing, Missing."
Anybody got any names for the other missing persons?
Then there is this MISSING!! event.
Submersible on Titanic tour reported missing off Newfoundland with 5 people aboard.
Voluntarily went on a excursion to the depths to have a look see at an old ship? This coverage is not really what I consider news but more in the line of Entertainment. The "Plot" begins.. persons missing on an trip to nowhere special, just an inclination for an "Adventure"?
Day by day coverage, ramblings, speculation, the "Mystery" of it all, like they were Explorers on a trip to Mars?
Certainly the friends and family of these explorers will be subject to the grief that comes to them after the needless journey taken by the 5. My concern would be more inclined to have a focus on the other missing persons, some of which were involuntarily taken. Spend some of that money, resources, and coverage on the less fortunate with no capacity for a superfluous exploration.
5º For the Mom of the young boy lost …. We’re spiritual beings having a human experience… you will see him again:
The brightness began to reveal something new. I took in a deep breath of the fresh cool air, the wide open expanse of a green meadow coming into focus. I was no longer inside a craft sinking to the ocean's depths, but here in this meadow before me.
I stood up and looked around, taking in my surroundings. The meadow was lush and green, with wildflowers of every color blooming in abundance. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a clear blue. I could hear the sound of birds singing in the trees, and the gentle breeze rustling through the grass.
I begin walking through the meadow, not sure where I was going. As I walked, I noticed that the flowers were all different colors than I had ever seen before. The trees were also different, with leaves that were a strange, iridescent green.
I walked for a while, until I came to a small stream. I sat down on the bank and took another drink of the cool, fresh water. As I sat there, I remembered the old movie line: "We're not in Kansas anymore."
I chuckled to myself. I stood up and started to walk again. I didn't know where I was going, but I was sure that I would find my way home. As I walked I saw my Dad slowly making his way up the small ridge. Our eyes met from a distance and he smiled.
As I walked, I thought about all the things that had happened to me. I had been through a lot, but I had survived. I was stronger now than I had ever been before. I knew that I would find my way home.
Home is where I'll go, back to my beautiful home ... and l'll get there ....someday.