So. There's this.
When I was young, in my twenties, I heard a man being mugged outside my apartment. I heard it happening, I went outside, I stopped it. I made sure he was okay, brought him into my home, washed his face, called the cops. They took statements, saw him home. That was that. I don't talk about it. I did nothing special. I did only what people do.
Some years later, I saw a bicycle rider hit by a car at an intersection. I was half a block away, on foot. I ran yelling into the street and stood over him, so the cars would see there was someone in the road. I beat on the car that hit him, that was half over him, until it backed off. I stayed standing in the road, in morning rush hour traffic, until the ambulance came and took him. His injuries were minor. He did not know I was there. I don't talk about it. I did nothing special. I did what people do.
You, who can only stand and gawp while a woman is raped, again and again, you are not people. You do not know how people should be. You are not persons.
