What Would You Do? #RRBC

I turn on my television today and just happen upon a talk show discussing a homeless man, who was cruelly subjected to ice water being dumped on him, as he slept in a Dunkin Donuts Shop.

Take a look at the video below.  I must warn you, though, if you have a heart, it’s not easy to watch:

As you can tell, not only was this poor man humiliated after having been physically assaulted with the water, but, the culprit then lashes out at him verbally.  Oh, and let me not forget to mention the ‘brilliant’ camera guy who’s recording the whole thing, tickled pink at the misfortune of this poor man.

My eyes filled with tears as I watched this man jump up from the shock of the cold, knock his cell phone over onto the floor (probably breaking it in the process), and then calmly and respectfully explain why he was asleep.  “It was an accident,” he said, only to be called a liar.

My question to you is this:  What will it take for us to become a little more compassionate towards each other?  How much more hate of ourselves must we heap unto others, before we realize, it is that which we see in other’s situations that frightens us to the point of poor behavior?  But why?  What’s the motivation?

I believe it’s because we realize that we, too, could one day be in similar situations.  It could just as easily be us, sitting in a restaurant, hungry, too tired to stay awake – accidentally falling asleep.

The culprit, who in my opinion doesn’t look any more blessed than the victim, feels that by “shaming” this man, it somehow builds up his own situation…whatever that may be.

I am filled with questions today and I need you to help me come up with answers…ones that might make sense to me. I mean, help me to understand this – Why must we tear others down to make ourselves feel bigger?  Why must we make others hurt, to make ourselves feel stronger and more powerful?

I don’t know if you can answer those difficult questions for me, but, I have my own take on these kinds of situations, and they are lessons we all must learn.

A man is no less a man simply because he has no bed of his own, or, a place to call home.  Even if he rides the bus, or stands outside of a store, asking for food…shoes without holes in them, foreign to him…he is still a man.

What separates the men from the boys, is that the one who lives in a mansion, high on a hill, with the most beautiful mountainous view and who also drives the finest cars…the one who so vigorously shakes the grime-filled hand of one whose clothes are dirty and tattered – when many others might look away and pretend to not see, this one not only gifts with food, but sits down next to him to eat, then calls him “friend” – that is a man.

What you saw in the video above were just two “boys” whose lives are probably worse than the man they victimized and who were either never taught or never learned how to be real men.

Would you like to know what happened to those ‘boys’? Well, it’s been reported that Dunkin’ Donuts suspended them, pending an investigation. Though based on the video footage, I’m not quite sure why an investigation would be needed.  The not-so-smart miscreants recorded their crime for the entire world to see, so I say, suspension was much too good for them.

And, what of  the man who was victimized because he accidentally fell asleep in a donut shop?  Well, now he’s no longer nameless.  Per WKTV News Channel 2, his name is Jeremy Youngs.  It was also reported that an aunt of Mr. Youngs has said that he has mental challenges, which makes what those ‘boys’ did to him, even more sickening.

I learned a long time ago that you never know what someone else might be going thru and it is because of that ignorance, that I try to be as decent a human being as is humanly possible.  I don’t turn my nose up at those who might appear to have less than I do.  I don’t frown upon those whose homes are not in as nice a neighborhood as mine, and I have never tried to make my worst day better by making someone else’s harder.

I don’t feel sorry for Jeremy Youngs.  I feel sadness for those ‘boys’, who at their ages, never learned how to be real men.  But, I feel the saddest for the children they might be father to now, or might one day become father to, because it is those innocent little souls who will watch and learn how not to be decent human beings, simply because of a sperm deposit.

So, can you answer my questions now?

Until next time…

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9 Comments

  1. This is just heartbreaking. Stories like this always hurt me to my core. Compassion is such an easy thing to give. Or at least it should be. One thing that I’ve been saying a lot lately is this… We’re all in this together. The world is already filled with so much negativity and hatred, we shouldn’t add to it. Thank you for sharing this with us, Non. The world needs to know.

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  2. I’ve walked in Jeremy’s shoes. I have witnessed cruelty firsthand. I need to help folks understand that living on the streets at any time and at any age can strip the skin from your bones … and the hope from your heart.
    The inhumanity of man no longer surprises me, and that makes me so incredibly sad. I’ve heard people voice the opinion that we are raising a generation of disconnected people and I agree in part that the advent of technology allowing us to instantly contact each other has decimated our ability to empathize and connect face to face.
    BUT … I lived on the streets in an era where no such instant connection was possible. The inhumanity was the same … you just didn’t see it shared thousands and thousands of times over social media.
    We had no voice back then.
    Has that changed? Or, have a high percentage of the human population that live via social media become totally desensitized to pain?
    The treatment metered out on this video reflects the way human beings behave when raised without any moral compass.
    They flounder through the world with no direction. Their low self-esteem ensures that the only time they feel powerful and in total control of their sick sad world is when they dominate and decimate the pride of another living being.
    Is there a solution? I believe … I have to believe that there is. It is articles such as this one that will help to promote awareness, and hopefully with that new knowledge will come the understanding that we are all one species … and we all bleed red when we are cut.

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  3. D.L Finn, Author

    I admit I do not not want to watch the video. Your description was more than enough for me. I am of the belief that could me, But, sometimes I also find myself judging and rationalizing why I couldn’t end up like that. But, it is only a thought I would never act in such a cruel manner. I will usually later rethink my judgements but you can’t take back your actions once you act on those thoughts. I also believe we always answer for what we put out there.

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    • D.L Finn, Author

      I would not want to be those bullies whose laughter will haunt them someday.

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  4. Oh! I forgot to write that I would report Mr. Dunkin’ Donut and would never set foot in that place again.

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  5. Hi Nonnie! I believe we’re living in a world where mental illness is not taken seriously and pushed aside as if it will resolve itself. Because of this, there are countless people walking around who should be treated for mental illness but instead are overmedicating themselves or not being treated at all. I believe this is the reason for all the anger and lack of empathy that we’re experiencing nowadays. If people continue to pop pills every time they’re in “danger” of feeling something, they’re going to turn into unfeeling monsters, desensitized to cruelty and the pain of others. And people who have been brought up by said monsters are likely to grow up angry with unresolved issues and possibly hating the world.
    This is the society that we live in, at least here in the USA. The only way to end situations like this is for doctors to stop handing out certain medications like candy on Halloween. Mental health needs to be taken much more seriously in the medical field and people should be better informed on the issues of mental health.
    In my younger days I got in plenty of trouble for getting in the middle of situations like the one in the video. I’m calling it “Superhero” syndrome. If I saw something like this happening I would suddenly forget that I was a woman, vulnerable and mortal and I’d go off on whoever and give them a piece of my mind. I learned the hard way that I wasn’t going to resolve anything that way but instead get hurt badly one day. Still, to this day it would be difficult for me to remain silent and do nothing. For all this Dunkin’ Donut guy knows, the sleeping man could have a disease called Narcolepsy, a condition characterized by an extreme tendency to fall asleep anytime and anywhere.
    I’m a firm believer of Karma. I truly believe that we all get back what we dish out. Mr. Dunkin’ Donut will get his comeuppance.

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  6. Hi, Nonnie. You are right. The video is hard to watch. I will never understand how humans can be so cruel to their fellow-man. For, as you pointed out, we are all in this together. Society puts so much value on status and symbols and overlooks the most basic human elements of love and compassion. I don’t know what makes people do things like this. Maybe it was their upbringing. Maybe they weren’t taught respect, or maybe they simply have a mean streak in them and like to show off in front of others. It’s a hard question with few answers. It all makes my heart hurt.

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  7. I know what I would like to do – grab the employee and smack him a few times, give the man a free meal, and, while perhaps unheeded, try to help and empower the homeless guy… BR
    PS, I’m sending you $25 for renewal…can’t leave the good friends I’ve made…just getting too old, Nonnie, to participate as I would like, but will keep on keeping on!
    Best wishes,
    Billy Ray

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  8. Hi, Nonnie, what would I do? Life is tough Nonnie. Today I hired a driver to take me to a local market in Lagos. I sat in the car and watched people milling around the place. I saw young children, who should be in school, hawking all kinds of commodities. Things that even they would not afford to use. Sometimes things so small in value that I wondered how they could make enough from that to eat. What would I do? I just sat and prayed for them. Will prayers work? I don’t know but one thing I know is that God works in a mysterious way. As for the video, I’m happy that the victim has a family. They should take care of their own.

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