“I actually thought I almost had it and then I hit my ribs and I couldn’t go any further. I could not go up. I could not go down,” said Michoud.
She says out of the 50 or so people passing by where she was wedged to the waist in the sunroof, many stopped, but it wasn’t to help her.
“They were taking pictures, they were filming, they were laughing,” said Michoud.
It took firefighters using a portable airbag to finally get her out.
Michoud was checked out at an emergency room and went home with bruises to her ribs and back. Link -via Arbroath
Because being famous is so much more important than being a good person.
The reason why is because we have a habit of asking ourselves "What's in it for me?" which provides the basis for fear. If I help this person I might feel uncomfortable. If I help this person I may look foolish. Others are not helping this person, why should I. I... I... I... I... I... ME MINE. It is so rapidly unconscious that you are simply struck with fear at the thought of helping another and do not consciously cognize the obsession with yourself.
The samaritan never thought about I, he thought about you. That is extremely important. These people stood by laughing and filming because there was something in it for them. Mainly amusement. It is the selfish consumption of their own neurochemicals by a mechanism in their brain which they are feeding off the samaritan as a trigger. They are like crack-heads with their humor to the expense of the one from which they derive their jollies. When they could actually be helping.
It is important to realize that simply finding humor in something can be a form of egotistical consumption of that thing, especially if done with an air of disapproval. Sure, all great wisemen laugh at themselves and the idiocy of mankind, but that's different, that's a Buddha-laugh. Laughing at someone else's misfortune, like Schadenfreude, is egomaniacal.
I imagine that she expected someone to get help or try to help. What do you think?
"And so the first question that the priest asked, and the first question that the Levite asked was, "If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?"[7]
But then the Good Samaritan came by, and he reversed the question: "If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?""
- Martin Luther King Jr, I've Been To The Mountaintop
The priest and levite walked by and saw the Samaritan stuck in the sun-roof, and they again thought "What's in it for me?"
Good deeds, truly good deeds are almost always punished by the priests and levites.