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fandomhigh2012-05-28 02:01 pm
not_in_the_book) wrote in fandomhigh2012-05-28 02:01 pm
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Philosophy of Choice [Monday | Period 1]
"You're walking down the street," Ronan said, and around the class the Danger Shop took the appearance of a city street. "It's late-ish -- say ten o'clock. You're on your way to a club, or just leaving the theatre. Maybe you're meeting friends for coffee, or you just had dinner with your parents.
"And across the street, you hear someone shout for help. Looking over, you can see something going on in an alley across the street. What do you do?"
Ronan made a small gesture with his hand, and somewhere across the street, behind the crowds walking down the other sidewalk, a small scuffle began in the alleyway; someone screamed.
"If you're like most people," Ronan continued, "the more people who are around, the less likely that you'll help. This is called the 'bystander effect'."
The screams continued. "So," he said, raising an eyebrow at the class. "Are you going to help, or not?"
[Wait for OCD is up!]
"And across the street, you hear someone shout for help. Looking over, you can see something going on in an alley across the street. What do you do?"
Ronan made a small gesture with his hand, and somewhere across the street, behind the crowds walking down the other sidewalk, a small scuffle began in the alleyway; someone screamed.
"If you're like most people," Ronan continued, "the more people who are around, the less likely that you'll help. This is called the 'bystander effect'."
The screams continued. "So," he said, raising an eyebrow at the class. "Are you going to help, or not?"
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Re: Cross the Street
With her momentum, he'd hopefully go sailing over her head, and land - painfully - on his back on the pavement.
Not that she was going to let the mug-ee run away, and she snagged him by the back of the shirt. "Now then, boyos, who's going to tell me what all this is about?"