OK, since I started this mess, lol...
It's September 11, 2001, 8:00a.m. Let's say you have an apartment in NYC that gives you a beautiful view of the World Trade Center towers. You're making a pot of coffee, getting ready for your day as the first plane hits the tower. You're far enough away from any eminent danger...are you snapping pics? The second plane hits...are you still snapping pics? Thousands of Americans are dying, are you taking pics? Are you taking pics as the towers fall? In your pics, are you seeing the people that are jumping from the 100th floor of the building? Would that be wrong, to take pics on the morning of September 11th?
Sure it's not the exact same scenario, but same result.
Let me talk a bit about the accident last night, and why I didn't take pictures. As we drove up the street, the traffic was slowing. It is a 4 lane street, with businesses on each side. As we got near, I could see the motorcycle in a center turning lane, laying on it's side. As we got to within 2-3 car lengths of the bike, traffic was stop & go because people were looking. There were no emergency vehicles present yet, and the sound of sirens had just started. I'm guessing the accident happened 90-120 seconds prior. I was in the inside lane, right next to the bike. I could see the woman's leg up over the bike, and her other twisted underneath, bent backwards. As I started to move past the bike, I could see both of her arms broken backwards, awkwardly behind her back, and her head laid in a pool of blood, no helmet. There was a crowd of people, say 20 or so, yet no one was within 15 feet of the woman, or the bike. It was obvious that she had been killed in the accident. I never saw the other victim, nor the other vehicle involved in the crash. I had my wife, and three kids in the truck (7, 10, and 12 years old). I told my boys not to look out the window, I'm not sure if they did or not.
My thought was, if I was to take photos, move off into a business parking lot, and take pictures of the entire scene from a distance. While I didn't feel I would be in the wrong for taking pics, I didn't feel comfortable either. That's why I said I was on the fence...a part of me wanted to take the pics, and another part of me wouldn't let myself do it.