On a blessed Christmas night, a 20-year-old boy was beaten and robbed in a peaceful village. They took off his jacket, in the pockets of which were documents, bank cards and a mobile phone. Unconscious and out of outer clothing, he lay on the ground for about five hours until he was picked up and hospitalized.
In the criminal chronicle of the holiday season, this microdistrict-scale incident is distinguished only by the name of the area where it occurred. And it was in the city of Vladimir in the Dobroe microdistrict on Dobroselskaya Street. What is a good neighborhood?
That was the name of the village long absorbed by the city - Good. And not some Evil and not Fierce.
One must think that it was not without reason that the Russian village was given such a name back in the 16th century. Probably, some manifestations of kindness were noticeable there, and it is unlikely that the local peasants took off the caftan and bast shoes from the traveler. But five centuries have passed, and - welcome ...
Of course, if in some city thugs attacked a passer-by on Pugachev Street or Robespierre Street, we would not consider such a course of events more logical and justified, but for the police protocol, those names would still be more appropriate than Good and Dobroselskaya.
Somehow it happened that the word "good" we associate mainly with property. Acquired good means a house, a Niva car with a trailer, an electric saw, an inflatable rubber boat ... And the more often the call to do good is heard, the more we are surprised that someone is doing it. So, at the end of last year, word of mouth, from chat to chat, a story was passed about how in Novosibirsk a certain passenger of a minibus in a good mood paid for the fare of all fellow travelers. Without even asking who they are: workers, unemployed, Swedish, reapers, owners of controlling stakes in oil companies ...
Well, it's a really cool bus.
The guy drove 30 stops and on this knurled path, without explanation, he paid for four dozen passengers. He laid out 1200 rubles in genuine banknotes with a genuine smile.
Touched by the unusual news, the journalists managed to find a good fellow and tried to guess with what joy he was so generous. And in fact, did he not have a child? Did he get his diploma? Did you win a meat grinder in the lottery? But the guy explained that he just wanted to. Nothing, they say, special.
And who will believe? Since there is no convincing reason for a spiritual impulse, then the impulse itself becomes doubtful. Everyone will think: something is not right here. Maybe there is some sort of scam going on. Citizens passengers, be vigilant! Put your wallets and keys in the deepest pockets.
Be vigilant and you, the citizens of the buyers! Have you seen information in bulk on the Internet: “Kaluga blogger paid for purchases for pensioners”? This inexplicable event happened on New Year's Eve. The young man, not even dressed in a Santa Claus costume, helped the elderly to buy food for the festive table. Some thanked the young man, others tried to unravel his insidious plan. The media wrote: "Some people hide the intention to increase their popularity behind good deeds."
Here we recall a similar story that happened earlier in the Chelyabinsk region. There, in the city of Kopeysk, another blogger named Nikolai had to make excuses for the same act: “Accusations flew that this was window dressing, that I wanted to become famous at someone else's expense. And even that I earn on old people. I'm just a hard worker and spend my own money. It's easier to write nasty things in the comments than to go and do something. None of the commenters showed any willingness to help."
They didn’t help, but they wrote about Nikolai that he paid for one mayonnaise and boasts. His further statement of his own act was already similar to the explanation of a person who turned himself in: “I stood at the checkout and saw a grandmother with a bandaged hand, who could not even hold her purchases. I really wanted to help her. I paid for her purchases, and then a dozen more pensioners and a couple of kids. They were happy and I felt good about it. Not everyone agreed to help. Some pensioners were afraid of some kind of deception.”
Those pensioners can be understood. They were deceived by the state all their lives, but the mechanism of deception was clear: they would promise something, but they would not give it.
And then they didn’t promise anything, but for some reason they give. And how can they take money at face value?
In general, with these good deeds, you don’t know what you can run into. If you take an old woman across the street, they will suspect her of gerontophilia. And if that old woman has already fallen into childhood, then - into pedophilia. Therefore, at the slightest reproach and sidelong glances of passers-by, it is advisable to transfer the old woman back and leave where she was. And those old men and women for whom you paid in the store before the New Year, in case of public bewilderment, you should find and take the full cost of the products from them. For fidelity - taking into account the increase in prices from the new year.