The Kitty Genovese attack was a travesty, I don't condone the inaction but I at least understand the idea of fearing to walk into the darkness toward the screaming from the safety of your Queens apartment, or assuming that someone else will stop the madness when you can't look into your neighbors eyes, but on August 11 in Steubenville it was the difference of walking from one side of any one of three parties to the other.
Less than that... it was the difference of looking at all of the people around you and seeing with your naked eyes that no one was lifting a finger.
Oh wait, I still misspeak.. it was the difference of pulling out your expensive-world literally at your fingertips-phone and dialing the police or parents to tell the story of what you are seeing
No, even deeper... it was the difference of using the energy you are already expending on your phone to help instead of using it to memorialize the scene from afar.
I hope that this eats at the voyeuristic and impotent young men and women of Steubenville for the rest of their lives. I hope that they know with a burning sickness in the pit of their stomachs that by participating (yes participating) in a scenario which allowed a girl to be treated as if she was an object, a toy, as so much less than human that she was literally turned into a urinal, that they effectively abdicated their OWN humanity.
I hope that they have long lucid lives in which to contemplate their complicit participation in a gang rape.