If we have never been so kind, why are there more wars, more murders of women and more loneliness than ever? Maybe there is even more kindness missing in the world. Or maybe it's left over...
A spectator at the Granada-Athletic de Bilbao suffered a heart attack in Los Cármenes, with 20,000 attendees. He was attended to instantly as few people are in such a trance. Stadium health personnel, doctors from both teams, nursing spectators, who tried to revive him without ambulance transport to the hospital, given the extreme seriousness. No way: he died. The match was suspended and resumed last night.
Between playing a European final minutes after the death of 39 spectators crushed in the stands of Heysel and turning a spectator's heart attack into the main focus, there are 38 years and a social evolution that, personally, baffles me.
–You are heartless!
And worse things, but I still don't see that moral obligation to suspend a collective activity due to the death of a person - another thing is that this would have saved him -, as if a death were an inadmissible, rejectable or indigestible fact. Hence what, in my opinion, was an overacting of goodness, to which no one dares to put a but or say that, even though they are very sorry, these things happen and life has to go on.
Far from being attended to without advertising, the viewer's heart attack became the show itself. All attention was moved from the field of play to the last moments of the life of a Granada member, converted almost, almost into a broadcast about life and death. Unfortunately, all that affection and support – and some posturing – did not prevent the outcome. Incorporated reluctantly into the show, the anonymous partner passed away.
I put myself in the shoes of the deceased, his family and the spectators. I don't see why we had to stop celebrating life – the Sunday game – if no one present was related or related. When we see someone run over in the streets and an ambulance, it does not occur to us to demand that traffic be paralyzed for a few hours out of respect for the injured or deceased. So much goodness, I don't know...
