“Well, we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, you can lean on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, you can lean on me”
Wher do you cross the line? The picture before this one was at a different angle and had someone staring straight through me. If I didn’t have my earphones in I don’t think I would have taken two shots then walk away. I wasn’t even in the mood, or planning to take pictures that day, walking home with aching feet, I saw this and before I knew it, camera was out of bag and I took two shots and walked away. Immediatly, Two things came to mind, why didn’t ask if they were ok?, and second was an event that I saw last week that pretty much made me shit bricks of disdain towards humanity.
The first question made me think long and hard about why I did this street lark, part of me said, yeah it’s ok, it’a part of what I do, our humanity, and feeling sorrow is one of the basic principles of being human, and is extensivly documented, just as I’m doing now. The other part just couldn’t stop thinking abou exploitation for my own purposes. I guess I didn’t have anything sad to feel so this really touched me in a way. Moral dilemmas aside, this rare showcase of emotion amid the seemingly indiffrent hoards of city dwellers made me think of an event I saw on the tube last week.
Coming back from work, the tube was packed as usual, looking at everyones expression of near dismay, It made me sad to see pretty much everyone looking downtrodden. I won’t go into this subject except people need to cheer the fuck up a bit. Anyway, the point that really really go to me was as the train started to empty, I noticed this girl in the other carriage sitting and leaning down…hard. She was having an asthma attack, and It seemed like her inhaler was doing nothing to help. All the seats next to her were occupied, and not a single person asked, let alone tried to help her or show her any attention. It broke my heart. At the next stop, the train flooded with people, and I pushed to the window to see what the fuck was going on. She had barely been able to get off…and she was on the verge of collapse, as people kept streaming past her, oblivious to her troubles. I was disgusted, with both myself, and more so with those sitting next to her, why did no one do anything, are we so indiffrent to others emotions that we dont give two shits about someone who’s visibly in duress.
I’m not saying everyone is a mean bastard, but it’s kinda hitting me these days, where I work, which involves dealing with people, theres a missing sense of humanity, unless you push it, no one talks to each other of mingles, It’s just go in, buy that fucking thing that you’ve desperately want but don’t reaaaally need, then bugger off again. It just feels a bit artificial.
Comfortable lifestyle, present, sense of security, present, giving two shits about the person next to you. Near non existent.
