Life Boat
The struggles of thirty people engulf the life boat, consuming it, to sink under the pressure of the struggles of life. I make a quick scan of the absolute reality, and realize that I cannot judge, for I am not God, but I must make the decision of whose life comes to an end tonight and who has a second chance and lives on, or we all die in this black pool of fate. I don’t have the right to make this choice! But someone must decide, I the captain, must decide, or it will consume every last one of us! NO SURVIVORS?! I cannot let this happen!
The situation in this scenario is so intense, such a test of true morality! It is almost impossible to say what decision I or anyone would make, unless you have actually experienced this! Can you honestly say that you know exactly what choice you would make? I must make a logical moral choice, to let everyone die is selfish and very illogical. The thought that I put all of these innocent souls in the situation in the first place, being the captain of the boat, would shame me! I am the captain and they are my responsibility. I must fully assess the situation and act, this is my only choice, I must salvage what human life I can!
My conscience will always rule the logical decisions that I make in my life, although, this is my final test of leadership and heroism. I would use the “old fashion” logic, woman and children stay on the boat, and they must live in my mind. Whom do I choose after all the woman and children are safe? If there’s any space left, some of the younger men stay to lead and make the decisions; they have the best chance at survival. Inside my mind set of morality or moral rules, this is compassion. In the end I would go down into the pool of fate, making sure that the raft was secure for those whose lives must go on.
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