These kind of whatever-powered risk management is getting out of hand. Recently I made my first twitter account cause now you need one for lurking and I got insta-perma-banned for "attempting to evade banning".
There's one instance of nightmare from my childhood that is too vivid to forget. It involves my failed attempts of running away from a monster at school, and then in the neighbourhood, and then at home, and then get myself in an asylum but it still waits for me on the ceiling.
Then I realized I was actually too focused in reading a novel about running away from the monster ... that's a relief. I closed the book and open the door ... and saw the monster is waiting for me.
Then I realized I was actually in the dream.
But no, it's not recurrent, and never again thank you very much.
This suprised me when I read Killed by a Traffic Engineer. But in hindsight it makes sense. The road is not a regular, never-gone-wrong place despite our best effort to make it looks like one
