I just saw the newest Warren Miller film "...Like There's No Tomorrow." They had a segment with Kip Garre, who died sometime after the filming of the movie.
I see this a lot in ski movies, a memorial to a skier who died skiing. I leave the movie with mixed feelings: getting stoked about the skiing and at the same time sad that people die doing this.
I've got to wonder, are we glorifying actions that lead to wreckless deaths? These athletes are more than skilled and prepared, so they're not uniformed inexperienced people. Yet they still take risks that far too often ends up in death. I realize that if you have to die, might as well be doing something you love, but still, I can't imagine they wanted to die at that particualr moment. It's way too soon for most of these athletes.
There seems to be a culture of pushing things to further extremes. To what benefit, to what ends?
Sorry, I'm just in a philosophical mood today.
Edited by DesiredUsername - 11/4/11 at 11:56am