The screams of a Toshao faded into silence and no one went to enquire. Compassion is often delayed in a time of great need. Hotels in residential areas are not always havens and for some people the thought of being caught on camera does not deter them.
What does 19 stab wounds say about the hands that poked until life was gone? What does it say about a society that would hear a screaming man and not act in the moment but wait? The recurrences of how we wait in this country have been detrimental to us as a people. We wait for what rightfully belongs to us instead of demanding and fighting; we wait for the imperfect and often self-serving to save us from implosion, and too often we wait for those in danger to die before we raise our voices.