The worst part of our work

If your friends and relatives are like mine, then you’ve entertained questions about the worst calls you’ve been on, or similar questions phrased differently.

Obviously, they expect to hear about the blood and guts and explosions. However, rather than seeing someone’s head fall off, I think, really, the worst is when I witness up close the abject poverty some people are unfortunate enough to face in what is supposedly the “world’s only remaining superpower,” the stunning ignorance some people are too ignorant to realize they display, the classless words some people choose to open their mouths and spew, the heartless cruelty some people inflict upon others, the lost innocence and increasing viciousness of the ever-younger criminal underclass, and the absolute hopelessness with which some people live their entire lives.

And only the single-minded kindness, determination and dedication of our crews can make any of it just a little bit better.

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