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Are there any Good Samaritans left? You know like in the parable.

On reflection, thought I, holding my flashing red back light in my gloved hand, pointing forward as I trudged through the mud, on the wrong side of a dark road, it really doesn't seem like it. You see, I cycled about 3-4 miles, to go to a philosophy club. Discussion club really, just fancier name. Well, got there, and no-one was around. So got a cup of coffee from the starbucks in a borders, (where we meet), and a lemon light muffin thingy. Eventually one guy and his friend turned up. Now I am not one of the most.. well social creatures, so.. it seemed awkward.

Eventually, I started home home. It was nice meeting him, but hard for me. Probably about 500 meters down the road my front light turned off. The battery (charged on Saturday, I think..) could no-longer power the very bright bulb. So, I started walking home. Took me about an hour and a half, I think. It rained on and off. All I wanted was for someone to stop and help me, but I had no way of asking. I could have tried thumbing for a lift, but I was too.. well, stubborn, and scared, for that. So I thought as I walked. What has happened to our society? Families breaking up left right and center. People killing, hurting, raping, stealing. Killing by numbers. Killing by weapons. Killing by poisions. Has it always been this bad? Or is it just me, being utterly and totally pessimistic about life.

Does anyone truly care for strangers? Does anyone care for anyone other than themselves? Would YOU stop if you saw someone trudging through the mud and rain, with a bicycle by their side, and a flashing red light in their hand? Be honest with yourself here. Or would you think "Oh he's not got far to go, she'll be ok" or "I can't let him in. If it wasnt raining, maybe, but he'll get my car wet / muddy." Or "I have no time. Must move.. sorry!"

Why is or society like this?? Why have I had the fear pumped into me? Strangers are dangerous, says our society. "Never talk to strangers", we're told as kids.

Any ideas?

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