(the truck had already gone to the hard shoulder)
Spring 1915, at the
front of the First World War near Nancy, France
“At midnight someone is knocking at the door ... It’s
a soldier from the colonial troops who comes back from the trenches, wounded at
his hand. He cannot find the aid station. Clavel asks the card players. They
give only a vague indication. They don’t want to be disturbed. In the black
night Clavel goes to look for it, together with the colonial soldier, walking
in the rain and through the mud. ...
‘I am bleeding ..., I am bleeding’ the colonial
soldier says.
.....
At last after half an hour they find the aid post.
When Clavel comes back, the players don’t ask
anything. They even don’t look up.”
From Léon Werth, Clavel
Soldat (first edition 1919).
Spring 2017, on the
motorway near Nancy, France
The truck moves to the left, comes on our lane and
touches our car. Then suddenly another car appears in front of the truck and
jumps on our lane. It’s impossible to avoid it. A crash. Our car comes to a
standstill.
My wife and I remain sitting in our car for a few
minutes. We see the driver of the other car getting out. We see the truck
driver walking on the road. We ask each other whether we are all right. Happily
we are. We sit there yet for a few moments. Then we get out, too. Nobody comes
to help us and ask whether we are okay, although it is very busy on the
highway. The drivers behind us must have turned their car and fled away. Who
cares about an accident?
When the police arrives – a policeman and a
policewoman – they immediately start to control the traffic and to move our car
and the other cars to the hard shoulder. They don’t get the idea to ask whether
we are okay and maybe need medical help. The first few minutes they even don’t
talk to us...
A few years ago, on
the motorway near my town, the Netherlands
Our car goes into a skid, overturns and lands on its
wheels. Dizzy and in shock we are sitting there. We ask each other whether we
are all right. Happily we are. A man runs to our car and asks whether we are
okay. Two policeman – a policeman and a policewoman – who happen to pass by
stop. While the one starts to control the traffic, the other one comes to us
and asks several times whether she has to call an ambulance for us and warns us
to see a doctor when we get pain in the back of the neck. Then she explains the
further procedure to us.
4 comments:
This can be felt here in Germany, too, not only when observing a particularly troubling problem around rubbernecking and actually hindering rescuers to get to accidents. At the moment I lump this all together under the most unfortunate and actively harmful world views that seem so common (we need philosophy more than ever), where the individual is the most important and must stand out and compete at all cost, but these first nuggets alone hint at the complexity of the issue.
My feeling, then, is that it’s more important than ever to lead by example—even when that becomes harder and harder. (And I feel once more reminded of the “dilemma of the kind person” [1] that I know is really an ancient one.)
[1] https://meiert.com/en/blog/20160704/kindness/
Hi Henk,
I am shocked about the carelessness and neglection of the surrounding people, when you and your wife had the car accident. The police should have asked you whether you need medical help at first. The need for medical help is not always directly visible because you can have a shock caused by such an accident.
Kind regards,
Fasulye
Hello Fasulye,
You are right. Happily in many other countries they DO take care of you.
Best wishes,
Henk
Hello Jens Oiver,
Thank you for your comment. It's sad that people often hardly care about other people. Happily, I have also other experiences and I know also of other people who have positive experiences.
It happens here, too, sometimes that rescuers are hindered. I think that's it's related to the problem that he messenger is punished for the message. Happily, I know also of many positive experiences from people who are cared for. But that my wife and I weren't helped is for me the worst part of this accident, for in the end nobody was hurt. By giving attention to such problems now and then in my blogs I hope that contribute a little bit to make a change in this. And although I am not a good helper, I always try to do what I can in practice.
Thanks again for your comment.
Henk
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