The fact that the one guy throws down his bag and goes to save the guy, but then he realizes he’s too late. And if you continue watching him, he like throws his hands up and then turns away. He probably feels disappointed that he couldn’t help, but he tried. I bet he didn’t even know the guy. And that really makes me not lose faith in everyone.
watched this atleast 5 times. too powerful not to reblog.
Everyone else kinda just runs back like the train is boutta explode or somethin.
It’s that fight or flight response
This is the sort of stuff you learn about as an EMT. Humans are particularly good at absolving themselves of responsibility to act when there are many other people around. They teach you to point to one person and tell them to call 911, not to ask the room or the area for someone to do it. People will assume someone else is doing it, and even if they all look at each other and one person realizes no one else is and goes to, precious seconds can be lost.
A few weeks ago I was standing at a bus stop, and an old man was going around asking for change. He was not able to speak clearly, and was probably some form of mentally impaired. Being homeless myself, I could not spare change for him, but I was at least polite, even after the third time he asked in ten minutes. A few minutes later, a woman in a power wheelchair came up to wait at the bus stop, and in the course of his rounds, he came up to ask her for change. Here’s a rough transcript as best I can recall, minus the old man’s words because he spoke far too quietly and without clarity for me to catch them:
[old man asks for change]
[old man repeats]
Woman: What are you asking me, for, can’t you see I’m disabled?
Woman: Go away! What are you asking women for, anyways, are you some kind of creep?
Woman: I said go the fuck away, stop bugging disabled people, we don’t need your shit!
Woman: Get the fuck out of my face!
At this point the man comes flying past me and out into the street. (I can only assume she pushed him.) I glanced behind me and to the left as I started to drop my bag, and the woman is already rolling away, as the old man slaps onto the asphalt and probably hits his head on the outward edge of the closest lane. The light’s just turned green, so car’s are a way off. As I’m out in the street helping him up despite his cursing at me, the cars coming towards us, who’ve seen everything, are honking angrily, and I’m ignoring them because they can fuck off. I look back and see twenty plus people standing at the bus stop watching me with with a complete lack of interest, not even having moved.
When I get him up and back, he starts heading after the woman in the wheelchair faster than she can move, and I had to follow him and stand in his way to give her time to turn a corner where he couldn’t follow her anymore. Everyone else got on the bus and left.
I was pissed off at the time, but it’s the sort of situation they teach you about; textbook apathy. He was annoying, mentally unstable, and smelled, and someone else was acting, so they didn’t. The only reason I knew to act was because I was trained to run (safely) towards people in danger. Two years ago I would have stood there like everyone else.
This is why I think everyone should take a first responder class in high school. They should be taught basic ABC emergency medicine, and they should all know that their first instinct as a group is that someone else will do it, and that makes their first responsibility to do something.