Not that I have any expertise or experience in the matter at all but this reminds me of something I read a while back about German citizens in the cities during WWII. IIRC what really got to them wasn't constant bombing campaigns, as they became "used" to it and somewhat inured, it was having a few days "break" from the campaign, lulling them into a false sense of hope/safety, and then a sudden and intense return of the bombers. That, apparently, was what they found really unnerving - that sense of unpredictability.Jay wrote:
Randomness is more galling than anything. In the old days, combat lasted a day or so and you'd expect to be in danger a few days a year. Today, with the IEDs and the mortars and the rockets, it's so fucking random that I can understand if people get a bit shell shocked. I was always fatalistic about it and didn't worry too much, but the randomness of it was what always bothered me most. At least in the old days if you lost you could say (ha, you're dead) that you were beaten by someone stronger/smarter/tougher/quicker.
The paradox is only a conflict between reality and your feeling what reality ought to be.
~ Richard Feynman
~ Richard Feynman