Last week, I was all about the James Kim tragedy.
This week, I could care less about the stranded climbers.
It's funny how compassion works, and I don't quite understand it. But if I see another news report with those three women holding each other's hands, talking about their husbands/brothers with all the emotion of an Ikea lamp, I might just wander up my local mountain and get lost myself.
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