Unite to stop violence
Madam -- Some years back I was driving through a small rural town, totally relaxed, just listening to the radio. As I was crossing over the river the traffic suddenly stopped. There, in front of me, was a man beating up a woman and in the background huddled against the bridge wall was a young girl, maybe six or seven years of age, with a look of fear frozen on to her face.
I turned off my engine, got out, ran over and shielded the woman from the man beating her. As I did this I felt something else was wrong, and for a fraction of a second I looked around at the other vehicles which were stopped. To my disgust the drivers of the other vehicles had decided to blank out what was going on and focus on looking directly ahead as if nothing was wrong. By now the man had decided to have a swing at beating me. I avoided his attempts at hitting me and after a short time of frantic screaming and roaring, he headed off.
At this stage I was hyper. My whole body was shaking. I could barely talk. But the most important thing was that the young child and woman were all right. To this day I don't know whether I was shaking because of my physical involvement or my disgust at the pathetic cowards who sat in their vehicles. I just assumed that everybody would have got out to stop the beating. How wrong I was. If that man had caught me with one of his swings and connected I could have ended up being beaten to death, and all those selfish cowards would have sat there ignoring what was going on. How sad people are.