Actually, I do recall the last time when people came together as individuals (and strangers to one another) and helped. It was 9/11 and I was driving home after the Pentagon attack in D.C. I turned onto the wrong road and had to backtrack to get out of the city. I had gotten lost on the access point to the Teddy Roosevelt Bridge which is usually relentlessly difficult to navigate. So normally this is a suicidal tactic. Streets come so fast and drivers come so quick that accidents happen fast because no one driver has the patience and kindness to look beyond themselves while they are on the road. But that day was a light in time that continues to shine in to the present. Other drivers stopped and let me get turned around. So here is a shoutout to those that helped. I know that now I give other drivers plenty of room to get in, get around and try not to get upset when I get cut off. I have a bumper sticker that keeps me from getting upset at people who are honking at others...this really used to tick me off. My sticker says "Honk If You Don't Exist."
It helps me take a moment before getting upset to wonder whether they are honking in a friendly, geewhiz I get like the bumper sticker or whether they are honking because they are idiots.
Just food for thought