What is wrong with people?

Mike managed to drag me to the Dawn of the Dead on Saturday. As horror movies go I guess it was pretty decent (I’ll let him give ya’ll the low down) but I was very disturbed when I noticed, while burrying my face in my husbands shoulder during a particularly gruesome scene, a little girl sitting behind me no more than 6 years old. She was hugging her knees to her chest and covering her eyes with her hands. She would peak through her fingers every once in awhile, as if she was trying to decide whether it was ‘all clear’ to look again. It looked like she was there with her whole family, a sister and parents all eating popcorn as if this was some kind of family event. What is wrong with people!