Posted February 11, 2014


By definition the right thing cannot be wrong, except in a pointless paradox like "this sentence is a lie" or "it's right to be wrong!". Whether we know what it is or not is irrelevant. All we have are choices and what we think those align best with.
A real case : You're in a subway corridor when you hear screaming behind you. You turn, and you see a man running at top speed, visibly afraid, pursued by somebody really angry. The fleeing man will be near you in 4 seconds, his pursuer in a few more. What do you do? Who is the "bad guy"? Is the first man a robber trying to escape from his latest victim, or is he the victim of an aggression? Do you stop one of them, or do you step aside and mind your own business?
Me? I hesitated for too long. The "white knight instinct" kicked in when I understood, too late, that the pursuer was a woman and the scream was a "au voleur" ("robber!"), and I made an half-assed attempt to stop the guy. He went right through me, knocking me down a flight of stairs (I tried my stunt probably at the worst place possible), and the woman ran past my prone form without even looking at me. Never knew what it was really about.
Another one : A man is yelling at his girlfriend. Crazy tough type, seems violent. The girlfriend is trying to retort, she wants to leave him, but she is cringing with fear. Do you try to draw attention to yourself, to calm him, to interpose yourself?
I tried. But since I'm not a violent type, I wasn't prepared when he threw his whole fury at my face. I tried not to step down, but at the end, the girlfriend actually saved me from a beating by calming the jerk and walking him home. Rather than leaving him. So I suspect I actually made things worse for her...
So no, the "right thing" is often awfully confusing to spot when you're on the spot and you have 5 seconds to make a decision based on incomplete data and mind numbing fear.
When I look back at the instances where I had to deal with those kind of shit, I'm not ashamed of my actions. It was often half-assed and inefficient due to my fear of physical danger, but I tried. But every time, I also know my actions were really stupid. Fear and adrenaline definitely don't make me a genius.
Post edited February 11, 2014 by Kardwill