Every once in a while I see a news item that makes me finally listen to the claim that we’re facing the end of days because it shows how selfish and callous people can be.
Aaron Brantley is a black 86-year old WWII veteran who reminds me of the grandfather I never had. Last week, Brantley was filling up at a Detroit gas station when a crew of carjackers attacked him, broke his leg, stole his car, and left him lying on the ground. One would imagine that anyone in the immediate vicinity would come to his aid. But not only did people let him crawl right past them outside, they barely paid him any mind when he finally reached inside of the gas station mini-mart. Watch the video footage in this report:
When you get to be Mr. Brantley’s age it seems much easier to just be happy to be alive and not hold ill will towards the poor behavior of others (or perhaps, having that attitude towards life is how you get to be that age in the first place). I also wonder how many of those people assumed he was some run of the mill drunken homeless man. Still, I find Mr. Brantley’s granddaughter’s disgust and disappointment completely justified — while it’s hard for me to say what I would or would not get involved in, I like to think that an elderly black man crawling around asking for help would get my attention.