Terror porn. I worry about the way the speedily networked world presents us with images of the distress of others. I don't believe it is necessary to witness atrocity or its aftermath to feel compassion. We should not have a window into private distress or the terror of small children. I resent the brief frisson of sorrow at a passing newsfeed; it isn't genuine, just a short thrill of feeling a bit sad. Even a small mishap experienced in the real world brings with it a complex set of emotions. Also I refuse to feel guilty for the inhuman deeds of others.