I'm sure this is not the first time we've heard stories like this.
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At first I thought it was some sort of domestic. It's hard to think back, everything happened in slow motion, but I think other people thought the same thing. I was on the lower deck of the number 43 bus on the Holloway Road at about 10pm when I heard a woman shouting, sort of screaming, saying, "Oh my God, what's he doing? Make him stop, make him stop."[...]
Then a man came down and said to the driver: "You need to stop the bus, you need to stop the bus, there's someone being attacked." Then he got off the bus and disappeared. I don't know whether he has ever come forward to make a statement to the police.
At some point, the woman who had been screaming had come down the stairs. We found out later that she was the victim's girlfriend. White-faced, eyes like saucers, she was saying: "Did you see him? Did you see him? He stabbed him." She got off the bus, obviously in severe shock.
Then a couple of moments later the victim came down. He had blood on his shirt - not lots of it - but he was saying, "Look, he stabbed me, he stabbed me." [...]
But as soon as he sat down he started to go a bit floppy. I kept looking round expecting other people to engage with him as well, but no one did. I was trying to call 999 on my phone, and I think he sat on one of the fold-down seats in the centre of the bus. He started to breathe a bit heavily. I wanted him to lie down because obviously he was wounded. Things started to happen quickly. I was calling 999 and trying to get him lying down at the same time. He was quite a big guy, not huge but an adult man, much bigger than me, and at that point I couldn't physically do both things at once, so I called out, "Can someone help me? Can someone help me?" Nothing happened. No one made eye contact. I couldn't quite believe it.[...]
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Of all the people who were on the bus, all of us potential witnesses in a murder trial, only five passengers, plus the driver, went to the police station to make statements. While we were there, at about 2am, one of the policemen said: "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but he died." I was in floods of tears. None of us expected that. I learned later that the man's name was Richard Whelan, that he was 28 and that the incident that ended in his death started with a man throwing chips at his girlfriend.
I kept saying, "Help me, help me." But no one didSo in brief, a man was fatally stabbed on a crowded bus London bus recently and only a couple young women actually bothered to either help the man as he lay dying or even stay to file a police report.
The murderer was allowed to walk of the bus unmolested.
We often have debates over interventionism on the global scale, but I don't remember a debate over it's individual scale counterpart so here we go.
Should the passengers who witnessed the stabbing have made an effort to detain he murderer?
Should the passengers have made attempt to aid the dying man?
Why do you think the different passengers and even the driver react the way they did?
Do you think the scene would be similar on any bus in the Western world?
What would you do in a similar situation?
Do we have a moral obligation to help other individuals when we can?Edited to conform cited material to forum Rules - no more than 6 paragraphs total, please. -Jaime