Why do we humans love to see someone else suffer?
What pleasure could a normal person get out of that?
Someone falls from grace and us humans glee on the fact somebody got caught doing what shouldn't be done.
I think the real reason we take pleasure in other's suffering is the fact we got lucky and didn't get caught our self.
What pleasure could a normal person get out of that?
Someone falls from grace and us humans glee on the fact somebody got caught doing what shouldn't be done.
I think the real reason we take pleasure in other's suffering is the fact we got lucky and didn't get caught our self.
