> A stone hit her on the side of the head. Shirley Jackson, "The Lottery" I always loved that the first one waa anonymous, disembodied, as if no one (or every

> A stone hit her on the side of the head. Shirley Jackson, "The Lottery" I always loved that the first one waa anonymous, disembodied, as if no one (or everyone all at once) threw it. I always wondered about the type of person who could start such a thing. Later, when I read Granovetter's theory on behavior thresholds, it suddenly made sense that there are thousands - millions - of people just itching for a reason to throw a stone. There is always someone with a riot threshold of zero.