This sexy person with whom you have been chatting for weeks is demanding you two meet. What do you do?
Agree to meet in a public place. Right? Hopefully. (Unless you are the psycho killer.)
You hope that the chances of you getting brutally murdered decrease with every stranger that is to surround you and your mysterious date.
Even if you know the person whom you are meeting, say from work, you still choose to meet for drinks first to make sure that person is not a well-adjusted psychopath.
(Side note: If you are not cautious about these things, you should reconsider and mend your ways because I do not want to hear about your mutilated body in an abandoned house.)
As a kid, were you not told to do whatever it takes to gain someone’s attention when you are in trouble? Do you carry this high-pitched alarm with you when you go out at night? You should.
For generations, crowds have symbolized salvation. If you were running away from trouble, you screamed and someone turned around, your odds of survival increased. That person would call 911 and/ or assist you with your escape. Most of the time the attacker would just retreat, seeing that they have been spotted. It was not worth the risk. Why is it deemed safer to walk down the street during the day than during the night? Exposure. If you are up to no good, you want as few witnesses as possible. It increases your odds of committing a perfect crime. That is Criminal 101.
With all that said, I have to warn you about other random people/ crowds.
Have you ever watched a movie in which someone running from danger thinks they are safe because they see another human being… and then they die? They tap this person on the shoulder to ask for help, but the person is already a zombie? Or possessed? Or simply dead?
In today’s world, zombies surround us. Counting on people to help you in public is a gamble I would prefer not to take.
Two years ago, I wrote an article entitled “The Zombie Apocalypse is already here!” The post is about our society always clutching a smartphone and using it for everything but actually making calls.
A year ago, I published a post under the title of “Death is funny like that,” which deals with absolute desensitization of our society and the need to go viral.
Is this a pattern? A news piece about death on video every year? I hope that is not the case, but if you want to find out, stick with me and this blog for at least another year.
What happened this time around? Last week, in New York, two teenagers (18 and 16 years old) got into a fight, which led to the death of the younger one. It is reported that the 16-year-old and his family have only recently moved into the neighborhood in which the incident occurred. It is said that the altercation happened because of a girl, whom the victim walked home a few days earlier. The 18-year-old, who used to date that girl, was jealous and provoked a fight, which he ended by stabbing the younger boy.
This whole ordeal happened in the middle of the day and it was caught on video. Unfortunately, I have not seen the recording, so I have to trust the news articles I read. It might not have been a 1 on 1 fight. The younger boy might have known that he was going to get ambushed by the jealous ex and his friends, but he did not know that there was going to be a knife involved.
The police reported 50-70 onlookers at the scene of the crime. WHAT? Yes, you read that right. Instead of jumping in, or calling for help, people stood and watched as a kid got stabbed and bled out on the pavement. Some of those present there recorded the whole thing and shared via Snapchat and other social media.
I am not advocating violence by any means, but a fist fight is almost like a right of passage for a young boy. It is even more honorable when you are participating in it because you have done something good that others do not like (i.e. walk a girl home at night). He was standing up for his rights and he died, because he only brought his fists to a knife fight.
How do you think he felt when he saw so many people show up? His family says he was prepared to get beat up, but he probably felt somewhat safe, knowing that there is so much potential help surrounding him. The knife must have came as a surprise, but I bet the real surprise was that no one tried to help him. His schoolmates turned out zombies only able to record the event.
“This can’t go on. Your friends are dying while you stand there and video it. That’s egregious” – commented Police Det. Lt. Stephen Fitzpatrick.
When we talk about suicide, we talk about looking out for signs that someone is struggling. In situations like the stabbing, one does not have to be a detective to know what is going on. If we cannot trust people to help someone who is attacked and dying in front of their eyes, how can we expect them to help someone in mental anguish?
There used to be a time when you felt safe in a crowd. Not anymore. Prepare to die alone.
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