NY Post- A hero saved a young man from being flattened by an L train by jumping onto the tracks and hauling him onto the platform to safety, newly released video footage shows. Jonathan Kulig, 29, had just gotten off a Manhattan-bound train at the Third Avenue station when he saw something fall onto the tracks on the opposite platform. But when he realized it was moving, he jumped down and scooped the barely-conscious kid up.
“I didn’t think,” he told the Post. “I just kind of did it.” Once back on the platform, Kulig tried to ask the guy what happened, but only got mumbles in response. Other straphangers can be heard in the background of the cellphone footage saying he had been staggering around, bumping into things before he ended up on the tracks.
Kulig, who works for Con Ed, had gone through the MTA’s track-safety training program last month, so he was well equipped to make the daring rescue on the rails. “I’m not an expert, but I knew enough to keep myself safe,” he said.
You know my deal. I’m not a hero. I don’t wear a cape. I’m not here to get involved with other people’s shit. I barely have a conscience when it comes to strangers and I the only reason I’d ever want to be on the news is to give a Barstool Sports shout out. But even I would like to think that if I saw a lifeless corpse crumpled on the tracks just waiting to be creamed by a train, Looney Tunes style, I’d hop into action. I would definitely give it a 10 Mississippi to make sure nobody else was gonna handle that duty. I’d make sure the subway headlights were farrrrr the fuck away, and then maybe I’d hop down there. I definitely wouldn’t cross the third rail like this cat, but if he were on the same side of the tracks I’d like to help.
But let me tell you what – if I got to him and found out he was just some shitfaced idiot, I would be fucking furious. Risking electrocution and getting all dirty and shit just to help out some drunk moron? For sure not. If I get that asshole back up to the platform and came to realize he was just blacked out and knocking into things and falling over I’d roll his ass right back on to the tracks. It’s one thing to swoop in and save a baby or a sexy damsel in distress but some blacked dummy is a whole ‘nother ballgame. Reason number 4,762,839 why I’m just gonna forever mind my business in this godforsaken city: half the people ain’t even worth saving anyway.