I can remember as a kid in the 1960s...whenever a severe lightning storm would roll in...my dad, the farmer, would stop all operations and we’d retreat to the shed or carport. There was a healthy respect. We had a dozen cows killed one night...all sitting under a tree as lightning struck.
As I look around today, I don’t see that respect. Folks will still play baseball...hike...sit under trees in a storm...and work in a open field.
I was watching the Weather Channel on Sunday. They had a video of a bunch of people playing volleyball in a lightning storm. The Weather Channel wasn’t exactly calling them idiots but you get that idea.