Danger makes me think of psychos I've known and near death experiences (NDE), but danger is entertainment for a lot of people. Kill, kill on the video game, an adrenaline rush at the movies, shootings someplace far away... Death becomes common, but I know dying is hard. Our spirits don't want to leave our bodies.
I was at a friend's house once and someone mentioned NDEs. My friend and I looked at each other and shared a wry laugh. A young adult caught our reaction and excitedly asked if I'd ever had an NDE. Her excitement was appalling to me because she clearly had no idea what she was asking. She just wanted the fun of an eerie tale. She didn't think gee, something really horrible happened and I almost died. Thankfully, another person talked about his experience and I was forgotten.
It was a little moment in time. Not NDEs obviously, but a tactless question from a person too young to know what she did, but she's the norm. There wasn't anything special about the girl's question because her scope of experience didn't include actual death beyond the peaceful passing of her grandparents, and to her, scary movies are fun.
Too many movies and video games and not enough actual playing together, kids' every activity outside of movies and games is supervised. They never get real opportunities to fall and pick themselves up or discuss and work out problems with peers.
Of course life wasn't perfect in the old days or I wouldn't have NDEs that I don't want to talk about. Young people are "safe", but in their safety they lose chances to learn how to protect themselves. They don't make decisions for themselves until they're adults, and then they don't communicate well enough to function in the workplace or in a marriage.
I want everyone to be danger-free, though it's unlikely -- and since it's unlikely, I'd like people to be prepared when danger comes. Adrenaline is for escaping the angry bear and too much will kill you eventually. Too much violence for "fun" makes too many angry bears. Turn it off. Watch butterflies and share the grief of South Carolinians.