Nothing To Be Proud Of

I have always had incredible faith in the young people of today. In spite of the number of shootings and killings between young people I know most of them are inherently good and kind and have rarely had bad experiences.

I'm reading this mornings paper and came across the interview with some of the young Canadian students who were on the ship that sank off the island of Santorini last weekend. Here's what I read with dismay;

.....she and her friends had no life jackets. When she saw a man clutching one, she pleaded with him to hand it over. She said she made a fist and punched him in the face when he wouldn't.

He was holding it and he was 40 years old and we were kids,"she explained, adding that she pulled the life jacket from him and gave it to a friend.

(name deleted) said she later punched another man and took his life jacket for herself."

I found this disturbing on several levels, mostly because I was taught to always help someone else before worrying about myself and because two people died on that ship. Was the man this girl "punched" the one who died? Was he going to give it to his 16 year old daughter, that also died? We will never know will we.

I wasn't going to blog today since I have much to do this morning before I head to the hospital, but reading this story just really pissed me off, so much for random acts of kindness.