A demolition derby is an excellent place to experience a shock to the system. The idea itself is preposterous: line up some cars, have them crash into one other. The referees decide who wins between the last cars left running. There are obviously rules (there are referees and they get to settle matters); the referees direct the drivers to be more aggressive, from what we could see. We got the impression that the more hits you distribute, the higher you rated.
We went to a demolition derby last week-end. The words "white trash" were never far from our lips. It's a wonder to be in a stand with hundreds of spectators, watching cars run into each other for the purpose of giving a show. Is that how the decadent Romans felt watching the gladiators fight to the death? We are taught to take care of our cars and feel bad when you are in an accident but crashing and getting run into is the whole point of this game.
I wonder if people enjoy seeing the transgression acted out? Is it some kind of release by proxy? We were left with a feeling of unease - for having enjoyed some of it? Strange hobby...
English Cucumbers
10 months ago
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