The Glass Wall
Today I may have found a link that finally explains to me what everyone means by the 'Big Brother Generation'.
Whilst walking home from work, on the opposite side of the road a domestic arguement was taking place. As I approached it was clear that it was actually very vocal and very physical.
What also caught me was how I followed the others around me who were just ignoring the situation or actually watching.
So, we've got a man physically attacking a woman, with her friend trying to pull her away to stop it.
When the girl hit the pavement the third time, it was hard. The three people behind me let out an 'oooooo' akin to that as if they were watching You've been framed at home on the couch.
They were fighting by a busy road, so I just called 999 and reported the domestic. Then, just carried on walking. Had I done everything I could? I thought about going over, but the bloke was at least a foot taller, had consumed alcohol (the can of carling gave it away) and clearly angry. Not that it matters, but it had something to do with her 'losing his kid'.
60 seconds later, as they round the corner to argue further, with the friend distraught on the steps of a local shop, the police turned up, and promptly took a turn to go in the wrong direction. They made a u-turn but I have no idea if they caught up with them.
It burns, but should have I seen if the friend was alright? There was this overwhelming need to turn to these people watching and ask if we should actually do something about it. (That is not to say i'm some sort of saint). Are we all such cowards? Self preservists? Would we endanger ourselves to protect another human being? No, we just want to watch because if it was on the other side of a TV tube glass wall, it would make great TV.