Humanity Bites
Oct. 28th, 2009 08:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
author_by_nightAn innocent teen girl, raped outside the homecoming dance.
Onlookers didn't call 911, or even notify adults there (and there usually were some teachers acting as chaperones, IIRC).
Meanwhile on customers_suck, a poster says a woman died of an OD while clubgoers stepped over her body. One of them finally off-handedly mentioned it - but only because she was complaining about the taps.
Yesterday, Mom and I were driving when an ambulance came barreling down the street. One car refused to pull over.
I don't care how hot the person you're making out with is. I don't care how much fun you're having dancing. I don't care how drunk you are. (If you can still find your car keys and drive into a tree drunk, you can call 911 drunk.) I don't care if you're on your way to work, to class, to the movies, shopping on Black Friday, or whatever else.
If someone is in need of help, you get off your rear end and help them in any way possible.
I guess I just have such a hard time understanding people. Why is their fun more important than another life?
Okay, so many in the case of the kids, some were worried they'd get their friends into trouble. But their "friends" were committing a horrible crime. (It disturbs me even more that kids were gang-raping, to be honest.)
Of course, I also have to wonder how not even chaperones present noticed the screams. Were none of them occasionally checking the doors and the parking lot?
People, we need to take care of each other. We're all we've really got when it comes down to it.
Onlookers didn't call 911, or even notify adults there (and there usually were some teachers acting as chaperones, IIRC).
Meanwhile on customers_suck, a poster says a woman died of an OD while clubgoers stepped over her body. One of them finally off-handedly mentioned it - but only because she was complaining about the taps.
Yesterday, Mom and I were driving when an ambulance came barreling down the street. One car refused to pull over.
I don't care how hot the person you're making out with is. I don't care how much fun you're having dancing. I don't care how drunk you are. (If you can still find your car keys and drive into a tree drunk, you can call 911 drunk.) I don't care if you're on your way to work, to class, to the movies, shopping on Black Friday, or whatever else.
If someone is in need of help, you get off your rear end and help them in any way possible.
I guess I just have such a hard time understanding people. Why is their fun more important than another life?
Okay, so many in the case of the kids, some were worried they'd get their friends into trouble. But their "friends" were committing a horrible crime. (It disturbs me even more that kids were gang-raping, to be honest.)
Of course, I also have to wonder how not even chaperones present noticed the screams. Were none of them occasionally checking the doors and the parking lot?
People, we need to take care of each other. We're all we've really got when it comes down to it.
