Since this is a good place for my random shit, here goes another one.
This afternoon I took my dog for a walk. I thought came into my head about how so many people are completely useless in an emergency - people stand around and watch, some cry out "somebody call 911", they show concern but take no action. Coincidentally ten minutes later I notice a woman talking on her phone and looking into a gated area behind a library. I look where she is staring and see a man passed out on the ground with a bicycle on top of him who looked in bad shape. I ask the woman if she had called for help, but no, she has been talking to someone on the phone about what she should do. Bicycle man is not responding to our calls out to him. Another man is watching the scene from a distance. I get the woman to hold my dog, climb over the gate (which starts to open as I am climbing over it), walk over to the guy and start talking to him. He gradually comes out of a daze and insists that he is okay. He looks beat up, has old cuts all over his legs and a partially bandaged finger that is infected and swollen to three times its normal size. He seems to be an itinerant person who is living a rough life. A staffer from the library then comes on to the scene (who probably was the one to open the gate as I was climbing over it). Bicycle man struggles for a few minutes to get to his feet, reassures us that he is okay, so I went back to get my dog. The other looky-loo nods heads at me like "we" did something. Bicycle man is then able to ride away.