I’m not certain I understand the intent of the question but yes, totally!
I haven’t told this story before but the first week I moved here I had a moment of panic. I moved to Germany with my best friend and roommate. We rented bikes to get around town and we were heading to a grocery store a ways away. We went through an industrial part of town, like warehouses and vans and workshops. Somehow we got split up, I think she took a right when I went straight, and I couldn’t find her.
I rode the path google maps suggested for a bit longer, couldn’t see her on the horizon, turned around and rode backwards the way we came, couldn’t find her, called her, didn’t answer. And in that moment I had a serious “Taken” panic. I knew Germany was incredibly safe, I’d traveled the world already, but having just moved there and feeling vulnerable, I reimagined the industrial area as scummy. What was a plumbers can was now something to kidnap people in, the graffiti on the walls which I don’t mind turned into a warning signs about this place, I absolutely thought she had been kidnapped and I was going to have to explain to her parents that I lost her somewhere in a medium sized town in Germany.
So I decided to fall back on planning, if you lost your parents, be predictable, go to where they’d expect you to be. So I rode on the parrelel street over (cause I’d already covered the main street), and biked to our destination. Sure enough, she was waiting at the intersection right before the grocery store, happy as a dog on a walk. She had taken the parrelel rode after her turn all the way and didn’t think about me or getting lost or nothing. Didn’t check her phone, was just totally in the moment (that little shit).
And the moment I saw her, I realized what had happened emotionally to me. How American movies like “Taken” had primed me for terror, how vulnerable I felt, how not worried she was in any given moment (even if she was far more fearful than I in the big picture concepts), and how despite having traveled extensively I was ready and able to believe the worst if I suffered a personal experience irrespective of the data.
I’ve lived here for nearly 3 years now. Haven’t had any scares like that since. A couple of city experiences that can make you feel unsafe, but nothing that made me forget and disown the data or my rational self. If I hadn’t looked up the data, if I hadn’t been rational, left leaning, etc I have no doubt that would have been a scarring moment despite it turning out fine. That’s why I recommend everyone look at the data and challenge their fears with real world observations.
The problem is that the crime rate is measured by suspects, so if it is not a clear switch like in your case, it doesn’t help to know that the crime rate has fallen.
You also hadn’t developed general fears despite a lowering crime rate. You reacted with your unaltered fear level. It’s related but not the same.
I swear to God, I’m trying to understand what you mean but I’m not getting your point. What are you trying to say? What is the message you’re trying to convey?
I cannot make your statements relevant to the conversation and it sounds like you’re trying to make a point against crime data being powerful or correct so I’d like to understand your intent.
I would highly recommend everyone look up their statistical crime rates and realize how much safer the world is. That alone should quell a meaningful chunk of immigration fears imo, if the fears are rational and honest.
That doesn’t work. There are regularly messages to the population along those lines but they don’t convince because they are slightly missleading. Then the next arguments are that people don’t change because they are racist. That ends the discussion. However, the numbers have to be made solid first. This doesn’t happen for years which seems intentional to me.
E.g. the main number is number of suspects. Nobody takes it serious, especially about foreigners, because the police could be racist, and screen more foreigners. Maybe many were innocent and not convicted? But then, why not change the number?
I’m not certain I understand the intent of the question but yes, totally!
I haven’t told this story before but the first week I moved here I had a moment of panic. I moved to Germany with my best friend and roommate. We rented bikes to get around town and we were heading to a grocery store a ways away. We went through an industrial part of town, like warehouses and vans and workshops. Somehow we got split up, I think she took a right when I went straight, and I couldn’t find her.
I rode the path google maps suggested for a bit longer, couldn’t see her on the horizon, turned around and rode backwards the way we came, couldn’t find her, called her, didn’t answer. And in that moment I had a serious “Taken” panic. I knew Germany was incredibly safe, I’d traveled the world already, but having just moved there and feeling vulnerable, I reimagined the industrial area as scummy. What was a plumbers can was now something to kidnap people in, the graffiti on the walls which I don’t mind turned into a warning signs about this place, I absolutely thought she had been kidnapped and I was going to have to explain to her parents that I lost her somewhere in a medium sized town in Germany.
So I decided to fall back on planning, if you lost your parents, be predictable, go to where they’d expect you to be. So I rode on the parrelel street over (cause I’d already covered the main street), and biked to our destination. Sure enough, she was waiting at the intersection right before the grocery store, happy as a dog on a walk. She had taken the parrelel rode after her turn all the way and didn’t think about me or getting lost or nothing. Didn’t check her phone, was just totally in the moment (that little shit).
And the moment I saw her, I realized what had happened emotionally to me. How American movies like “Taken” had primed me for terror, how vulnerable I felt, how not worried she was in any given moment (even if she was far more fearful than I in the big picture concepts), and how despite having traveled extensively I was ready and able to believe the worst if I suffered a personal experience irrespective of the data.
I’ve lived here for nearly 3 years now. Haven’t had any scares like that since. A couple of city experiences that can make you feel unsafe, but nothing that made me forget and disown the data or my rational self. If I hadn’t looked up the data, if I hadn’t been rational, left leaning, etc I have no doubt that would have been a scarring moment despite it turning out fine. That’s why I recommend everyone look at the data and challenge their fears with real world observations.
That’s an encouraging anecdote.
The problem is that the crime rate is measured by suspects, so if it is not a clear switch like in your case, it doesn’t help to know that the crime rate has fallen.
You also hadn’t developed general fears despite a lowering crime rate. You reacted with your unaltered fear level. It’s related but not the same.
I swear to God, I’m trying to understand what you mean but I’m not getting your point. What are you trying to say? What is the message you’re trying to convey?
I cannot make your statements relevant to the conversation and it sounds like you’re trying to make a point against crime data being powerful or correct so I’d like to understand your intent.
That doesn’t work. There are regularly messages to the population along those lines but they don’t convince because they are slightly missleading. Then the next arguments are that people don’t change because they are racist. That ends the discussion. However, the numbers have to be made solid first. This doesn’t happen for years which seems intentional to me.
E.g. the main number is number of suspects. Nobody takes it serious, especially about foreigners, because the police could be racist, and screen more foreigners. Maybe many were innocent and not convicted? But then, why not change the number?