I am sure that I owe half my life to the decency and courtesy and kindness of others. I help where I can. I was rushing to a dentist appointment the other day and came upon a lady sitting on the street unable to get up. Turns out she had temporarily lost the use of one foot because of an operation that had gone wrong. She had a lady acconmpanying her but her friend was not strong enough to get her back up and help her to the doctor's office nearby. So I picked her up and got her to the doctor's office. It was on my way. I was glad to help out.

Seems to me if you are not willing to help other people get along in their lives you may easily find yourself without help when you need it yourself. But that's not the only reason for random acts of kindness; it's good karma, it cleanses the spirit, and it makes up for all the shit I have storred over the years, at least in part.