Am I getting a little too cynical?

I just returned from a very rewarding and enjoyable four day bike tour. However, before I post a ride report, there is a little something I want to get off my chest (on another note) first. I want to know if living where I do is finally starting to mess with my mind.

I've read numerous comments on various cycling fora from people claiming they have some urge "to look" whenever they ride past the scene of a car crash. I rode past yet another one at Tugun yesterday on my way home from a weekend bike tour, and felt no such urge, or even any emotion at all.

Oh I'd have called an ambulance had there not already been one there (I can only assume the crash had happened a couple of hours previously), but I felt absolutely no emotion about the whole thing. My thought was more along the lines of "here we go again", before clinically picking my way through the resulting traffic mess. Honestly, you'd think Gold Coast drivers would have learned to handle this sort of thing by now -- given that it seems to happen so often.

This after having a number of drivers pass within millimeters of me and not caring. Last year I actually got hit by a car over in Christchurch and just kept riding without even changing my cadence or looking up (a full touring load does act as a useful cushion from time to time). When I got home all the tabloids were apparently screaming about another "horror weekend" on the roads -- I didn't even bother to roll my eyes.

I had always thought the ability to remain calm and clinical in such situations was an advantage -- a useful survival tool. I am, however, a little concerned that I may be becoming a little too desensitised to this sort of thing. Rarely these days does a week go by without this sort of thing happening, and the amount of broken windscreen glass on the roads seems to indicate that it's not just happening when I'm around.

Does anybody else feel like this?