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Is Morality Dead?
An everyday tale of robbery in London
Her name is Saffron. She was eight months pregnant when a robber pushed her over and stole her bag.
It wasn’t nighttime.
It wasn’t even late in the day.
She wasn’t in some lonely spot or dark alleyway, but simply dropping some clothes off at a charity shop in broad daylight.
He wasn’t lurking in the shadows but walking down the high street bold as brass, wearing a bright yellow high-vis vest.
He pushed her to the ground, snatched her handbag and took off as she started screaming for someone to help.
I’d like to report that several passers-by chased him down, but everybody just stood and watched.
While this heavily pregnant woman lay on the ground screaming for helped, people stood around her and stared. But nobody went to her aid.
She struggled to her feet and gave chase, all the time begging for someone to help.
But being so heavily pregnant she couldn’t keep up with her assailant and eventually dropped to her knees, crying “Why won’t anyone help me?”
Finally, someone did step forward to help, an Australian guy over here on holiday.
