There are some things that I just don't understand about people. How can anyone see another person in mortal danger, and not have the urge to run and help? Had I been at the scene in this photograph, I would have been doing everything I could to get to him and pull him out. Even if that meant risking not being fast enough and him dying right infront of me. The natural instinct to help is wired into my brain and I thought others felt that way too.
This is no way for a man to die. In a crowed place with an audience and what appears to be very little effort to help. This assignment is supposed to be about a photographers responsibility, but what I think in this specific case it is the responsibility of any human being to do what's right and help.
Maybe I am more disturbed by this than average because as a lifeguard I am required to help someone in need and I am trained to do so.
There may be a plausible excuse to why this photographer put an image before a life, but I can not fathom what that would be.
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