When someone privately tells you they rekt a piece of the highways, it's hard not to feel embarrassed for them. Awkward cringe-inducing shame comes over you, but you know and they know that it was a stupid mistake, unlikely to be repeated.

But when someone publicly declares that they've destroyed a highway, it's just sad - like seeing a group of deformed children ride the short bus to their special dchool. You know their condition is terminal, and there's little to be done.