afroebob said:
TestECull said:
No. The orny little shits are not my responsibility, they are their parent's.
Wow... your kind of a prick. I won't put a woman's life over a mans, but I will put a childs life over my own. I don't think one life has more value over another, but I think a younger child deserves to know what it feels like to be an adult more than an adult has the right to know what it is to be elderly.
Let's see here.
Kids are:
1: Whiny
2: Loud
3: Stupid
4: Annoying
5: demanding
6: they have no filter
7: They don't care about your feelings
8: They don't know how to shut the fuck up and act rationally when they're
not in danger. You honestly think they'll be any better when they are?
9: They're far more likely to panic. Adults are panickey enough as it is.
10: Picking them up in an attempt to save their stupid, annoying little asses is just as likely to get you sued to hell and back by their stupid, annoying fuckhead parents as it is to get you thanked. You have a 50/50 shot of being the town hero and being sued so hard you never drive anything nicer than a '91 Geo Metro ever again because every cent you make goes to the fuckhead parents who's annoying little sod you went out of your way to rescue. Neither option is even remotely appealing to me, so I'd rather not play the lottery. Kthnxbai.
11:And did I mention they're fucking annoying?
If they didn't come from my loins, or their parents didn't explicitly put me in charge of them, they aren't my problem. These are the only two conditions upon which I would act to save a child, nothing more. There is a slim chance I might do something if I'm not in any danger, say the idiot wandered out into a public street I happen to be trundling down. I might stop in the lane to keep them from getting hit and usher them off the road. But the hypothetical here is that everyone is in the same situation, for example a cruise liner sinking, so that doesn't apply to this thread.
So yeah. Kids that I'm not in charge of aren't my responsibility and I'm not going to go out of my way to save them if we're all in the same situation. Their parents are there for a reason, as are rescue authorities and any surviving crewmembers of whatever public transit vehicle I happened to be on when the shit hit the fan. If that doesn't agree with you that's your problem.