Because pretty blonde girls can’t and don’t steal bikes.

This video shows a young white man, a young black man, and a young blonde woman all separately pretend to try to steal a bike in a public park with hidden cameras, and it’s brilliant. I was in shock when someone actually goes over and openly offers to help the woman steal the bike. 
I would love to do something like this, stage a situation in which people of varying ages, races, and genders do the same thing in public to see what the results would be. I wonder if they’d be quite different in Australia.

I remember my old housemate got a flat tyre and she was out the front of our place in Fitzroy, which is fairly inner city Melbourne, and I asked her if she needed a hand and she laughed and said no, then told me about how since she’d started, every single man who’d walked past had asked her if she needed a hand, and when she’d declined and said she’d almost gotten it, they’d all responded, ‘really? you sure?’ and legitimately been gobsmacked she was doing it alone. I know that’s also a question of physical strength because tyres are heavy and she is an average built girl but still, even if it were a guy her build, I’m willing to bet money hardly anyone would’ve offered a hand. 

“”Everything falls apart at the exact same time it all comes together perfectly for the next step.”

I think I was silent for a couple of minutes after I first watched this, and I know my eyes filled with tears; sometimes they still do.
In recent weeks, I’ve noticed patterns around me gently emerging, things coinciding neatly and eerily and I’m reminded of Listener’s …poetry? Music? Spoken-word, call it what you will, it’s a powerful piece of art, and I think it ties in nicely with the synchronicity I’m experiencing.