DX, I have no difficulty feeling bad for both parties. I don't see where I implied otherwise.
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I totally feel for the poor folks that got hit--they're innocent bystanders. But it doesn't mean the blame should be all Scarlett's, either.
She's the one who drove her car recklessly. Being chased by photographers is really no excuse.
DX, I have no difficulty feeling bad for both parties. I don't see where I implied otherwise.
Yeah. If it seemed that Scarlett dismissed the damage done the other party, then it would be different, but it seems she was pretty distraught about that too. (Which, I would add, were I in her position would simply compound the wrong I'd felt the papparazzi had done to both to us.)
Being chased by photographers is really no excuse.
But you have no idea what the circumstances of that were. Were they tailgating at a dangerous speed? Were they neck and neck causing the actress to swerve?
Not having that information, I'll reserve judgment on whether she was reckless or afraid for her safety.
It would probably behoove Johanssen to be generous with the people she drove into -- like, for instance, a paid-for Mercedes given to them. It would probably avoid a civil suit for her, as well.
Hmmm. Don't feel particulary bitter toward Scarlett J for being a crappy driver... or having a crappy driving day. Been there, done that, and with nary a photographer in sight to contribute to my bad lack of braking choice. I felt horrible about the people in the car I hit. Thank goodness no one was really hurt. Uhg. I still feel crappy about it, and it was twenty years ago (and they sued me for a million dollars! Even though no one was hurt!! Which they did not get. Settled out of court for a comparative pittance paid by the insurance company). Probably would have felt just as bad even if I'd had a shiny new car pick me up from the scene.
In non-car accident news, I have to tell a story about my cat. He keeps going into my closet, and I don't want him to. But not enough to get up and shut the door all the way, apparently. Anyway. I can yell "no!", I can yell his name, he just blows me off. I make kissy face noises? He runs right out. Like 6 times in a row. OK, he just went to go back in again, and blew off the kissy face noises, but still came when I patted my leg. Dopey cat.
Homer is training you to make kissy face noises. With the occassional leg pat. Tricky.
Kissy face noises are exactly how you're supposed to call cats.
But wouldn't you think a generic loud yell would at least make him look? Not at all.