Last night I was making arrangements with some family for the thanksgiving holiday coming up. (To anyone that doesn't know, Canada has their thanksgiving in October as opposed to America's November.) I just gave the dog I was sitting back to his owner and after everything was settled, we had a few drinks and I went home. I was so hungover that I didn't wake up until 3 - 4 hours before I wrote this. Now my Go-To cure for hangovers is Greasy Food and some gingerale, but I was also recovering from a cold so I went to go find some Buckley's brand cough syrup. I searched every store near my area and they were stripped clean. No surprise as the town I live is full of drug addicts, though jokes on them, Buckley's has nothing to get high off of unless you like a lot of menthol. Anywho, I bought a different syrup and I see this old lady having trouble with her scooter. I ask if she needs help. She tells me the battery is dead and that the motor was so screwed that it seized the wheels. She asks me if I wanted to make $20 and I say "Sure." in which she asks me to help her push the scooter back to her place. Even if she didn't have $20, I would have helped her anyway, because that's how I was raised.

The place wasn't far and if not for the wheels, we would have gotten there faster, but with some effort I helped her push the scooter back to her place, her husband gave me the $20 and I went back home.

While I was glad to help out, there was something about the situation that made me feel disgusted and it's not the first time I've seen it. I've witnessed it before 2 years ago, when Covid panic was at an all time high. Another old lady was on her way home, just moments from getting to the driveway of her apartment building. She collapses from heat exhaustion. But the thing that disgusts me about both events is that people walk past them rather than stop and help. One particular individual in the first instance, didn't even want to touch her let alone help me help her up, simply because he was afraid she'd give him covid. If I wasn't holding her up, I would have punched him in the face and said "Does that count as touching?" With some help from more caring individuals I helped her back to her building where it was much cooler there. After I left, I was so enraged that I shouted out in the middle of the street "COVID IS NO EXCUSE NOT TO HELP PEOPLE!!!!"

It leads me to one of the biggest problems in the world. As a kid, even in a town as bad as mine, there used to be a sense of community. Complete strangers whom don't know fuck all about each other, would go out of their way to help. Yet nowadays, everyone doesn't even glance at things like this. Treat it like it's not their problem and it makes me very angry. Where did we go wrong as a race that even for a few minutes to an hour we don't take the time to help people out anymore? What is it that causes 90% of the world's population to say "Screw them it's not my problem."? Those ladies out there along with other humans, could be your friends, your relatives and other loved ones and if they were in the same position, you'd all be pissed. Hell none of us are getting any younger either and will one day be in similar situations.

Yet despite all that anger, it really felt great helping out. For that rare moment I knew exactly what it was like to be S.T.

I quote Batman on this "A hero can be anyone. Even a man doing something as simple and reassuring as putting a coat around a little boy's shoulder to let him know that the world hadn't ended." It doesn't take much to be a hero. It's not all about fighting bad guys and saving the world. Sometimes it involves the little things in life. Despite what others have said in the past against me including assuming that I have a hero complex, I never saw myself as a hero. In my case, I am doing everything I can to atone for many misdeeds and regrets I've made in the past especially now that I managed to get a second chance at life. Granted there are things I do that come across as heroic on occasion, but I never saw myself that way even if the people I help see me that way. I'm just a guy trying to make his mark on the world, just so on the day he dies, he'd finally achieve some form of true happiness.

What I do, is simple. It's child's play something literally anyone can do if they just take even the smallest amount of time to care for something other than themselves. True Heroism, is finding a way to keep doing it until everyone is ok.

My advice to you my listeners, is this if not anything else. Take time to care. You don't have to donate anything, you don't have to give away anything you have that others don't. You don't even have to be in the same room as the person that needs your help. You just do what you can. If you succeed, more power to you. If you fail, then try again somewhere else.

As Light Harmony would say "You are strong, they are weak, fuck them all." The weak in this context being the assholes that don't help. Don't be like that.