You get so used to the numbers, the numbers of people voting, the numbers on your lottery ticket, the numbers for your phones, your bills, your checks, the number of people in your family; all the sudden one person doesn’t seem like anything. One person died in a fire tonight, luckily it wasn’t more. One person was stabbed to death, at least not the whole family was. Why is the loss of one life so damned insignificant, eventually, even 135,000 doesn’t sound like much, even if the entire city of Dresden was wiped clean by American bombers. It’s war, who cares. So it goes.