It's christmas and some cock is flying a drone around Gatwick airport, UK, resulting in flights being delayed cancelled.
Obviously, it's wrong.
From google images - licensed for reuse
But I've got to admit ambivalence where the 'victims' sob-stories are concerned. I read of a party heading to Goa, an Indian paradise. For that, I would be miffed and I fully understand the people involved being really pissed off. But some people really need to give their privileged little heads a good shake.
To be a day (or two) late meeting up with your family is not really going to hurt anyone. Especially, if it's only a year since you last saw the people you're visiting. If it's a once-in-a-lifetime pilgrimage to Mecca kind of thing, I could kind of understand.
But most will not be anything like that.
Why, oh why, do grown adults cry so readily these days? I hate the word, 'pathetic', but I've probably had a billion and one hardships worse than missing a family get-together. And I laughed the bulk of them off.
Are we losing all sense of perspective?
