Fascination or machination
do you enjoy standing outside of a burning house to observe all the panic-stricken people & pets screaming & scrambling to escape?
or do you prefer to peek into your neighbors’ bedroom window as you discover all their wicked, hidden sexual pleasures & pains?
or do you simply choose not to see anything but the taillights of the car ahead of you inching along in traffic as you travel back & forth to the office each day where your professional-voice parrots with every ring, “Hamilton, Stilburn and Ray, may I help you?“