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I got my arm my arm underneath her that was pulling her out, pulling her out, and then another guy fell on top of her, and then another guy was just walking. I mean, there was people, crushed. Out there. Take him out.

I was walking when a man punched me in the face. It hurts so bad, I can't talk. I fell to the ground, and now a big bump is forming. Oh my god, it's crazy.

This video shows a Ukrainian refugee being stabbed on a light-rail train, a scene the speaker says has kept him awake at night. He notes the attacker stood up and used maximum force, and that "This girl didn't do anything. She got on the bus, sat down, and played on her phone." The speaker argues this danger is not isolated, saying, "I've only just scratched the surface here" after listing multiple incidents. He laments a "trust has been broken" society and a "the agreed upon social order has collapsed", blaming liberal judges and noting liberals protest the guy trying to help. Speaker 1: "We cannot incarcerate our way out of violence... It is racist. It is immoral. It is unholy." He warns, "this could be you" if things don't change.

He's white. So the guy is white, and that's his people. They're making it look like that I am the one that they're making it look like that I am the problem. I am not the problem. I am the one who he tried to run me over with his car. I avoided him, and I avoided him successfully, and I'm still scared. So here I am driving to the police to make the police report. Next thing I know, you're behind me. For what? I tried to avoid him because I don't know if he has a gun. Here he is. I'm gonna shoot you. You're gonna shoot me. I'm not scared of you. I told him, you're not gonna kill me. Did you approach him at all? He approached me, and then he run-in his car and closed the door. And that's when I had water, and I threw the water at him. I'm from New York. He attacked me first. I defended myself from him, and you're not gonna make him get away with what he did, his Islamophobia.

I shot him multiple times until he was no longer a threat. Despite being a medic with first aid training, I did not help him. The incident occurred near a hospital, but my first instinct was to flee due to the growing crowd chanting to attack me.

I was on the subway in Manhattan when a man, appearing to be on drugs, entered and began making violent threats, saying he was willing to kill and go to jail. I felt scared for myself and the other passengers, especially women and children. I acted to restrain him, not to choke him, but to prevent him from carrying out his threats. The situation lasted less than five minutes, and I was focused on keeping him under control until the police arrived. There was no video at the start because people were too afraid. I was trying to protect everyone, including the man making threats, and I hoped for police intervention.

The speaker recounts leaving a club while waiting for an Uber. Outside, the speaker and their group were attacked, with one person beaten severely. The speaker intervened to help. Before the attack, racist comments were directed at members of the group who were from Russia, with threats made to "beat up the Russians." Other comments included telling "white people" that they "shouldn't be out here" and threatening them with violence. The speaker describes being circled before the attack began. The speaker notes that some of the individuals arrested have extensive criminal records, including the man who punched the speaker, who had recently been released from jail on felony charges. The speaker questions why these individuals were free to commit the assault.

I thought it could be a life or death situation for me. When I was on the floor, I remembered all the times I had thought about what I would do in that situation, and now I was actually doing it. We watched the riot on TV for hours from a secure location. Seeing the images of windows being broken and people climbing walls made me feel angry. It caused an audible gasp in the room.

I was attacked in broad daylight by a woman near Chipotle in Long Island City. She hit me, broke my umbrella, and injured me. I called 911, and they said she might be an illegal immigrant staying in a nearby hotel. I want justice and for the criminals to be punished. I'm speaking out for myself and others. I need my city back.

At Pride, someone was being homophobic and laughing at a liberation fight. I confronted him, telling him he shouldn't be there. I mentioned that he's not on the right side, and then they started hating on me. I only said a few words before they attacked him. My name is Sonny. Did you see that? They snuck up on him.

Speaker 0 conveys a message about instructions he received: to hit them and just leave. He says someone will pull him off of them and leave, implying a planned withdrawal after the act. He emphasizes to the audience with a direct assertion, telling them, "I'm telling you." He also repeats the intent to strike, stating that he will hit them as many times as he can. The overall sense is that violence was framed as a course of action followed by immediate departure, with an expectation of intervention or removal by others afterwards. These passages describe a prearranged violent action followed by withdrawal.

I'm not confrontational and find this attention uncomfortable. I never sought praise or recognition. The thought of someone getting hurt because I didn't act would haunt me. I would endure countless court appearances and face negativity just to prevent someone from being harmed or killed.

Speaker 0 describes a man who tried to run her over with his car; she avoided him and is driving to the police to make a report: "I am the problem. I am not the problem. I am the one who he tried to run me over with his car. I avoided him, and I avoided him successfully, and I'm still scared. So here I am driving to the police to make the police report." She says she avoided him because "I don't know if he has a gun." He followed and threatened, "I'm gonna shoot you." She insists, "I'm not scared of you," and says, "He attacked me first and I protected myself." He called her "Muslim terrorists," "Muslim terrorist," and "he tried to assassinate me." She adds, "If I wasn't a smart driver, I would have hit the cars in front of me." She says she "manipulated him to go somewhere inside so I can get away from him."

I was attacked by the crowd in various ways, including punches, kicks, and pushes. They also used chemical irritants like OC spray. I was beaten in the head and suffered injuries, including a water contusion, a laceration on my face, bleeding from the mouth, and pain in my eye from an attempted gouging.

I lay down, feeling sick and crying. A man with a razor blade threatened me, saying he would slit my throat while laughing. Another man pulled my trousers down and assaulted me, all while the first man held the blade to my throat. The third man just watched and encouraged the one with the razor to hold it there. I was terrified, believing I might be killed as I was being attacked.

I'm doing well, thanks. I was in the Marines, 3rd Battalion, 6th Marines, from '96 to 2000. Today, I was on the train after class in Brooklyn when a man entered, acting erratically and threatening everyone. I asked someone to hold my phone and tried to restrain him as he rolled around. He seemed intoxicated or high. I didn't want to hurt him, just de-escalate the situation. I held him until two other guys helped me. We kept him down until the police arrived. He was still moving but not saying much when they got there. People on the train thanked me for intervening. I felt it was necessary to protect others from his threats.

Everyone experiences emotions. When I was physically hurting someone, people weren't considering my mental state, they were only seeing it from one perspective. There were a couple of instances where my baton got caught behind someone's back, and as it rolled up, I lost my balance and accidentally hit them again when I swung my arms. I know I would never intentionally hurt anyone. People are judging my character based on a nine-second video, calling me names like ghetto and racist, and even sending death threats.

I was in this state because I had just been at risk of being attacked by pirates. I was in the center of Milan, waiting at a traffic light, when I noticed two poorly dressed girls who seemed like they were up to no good. They started pointing and shouting at me. I froze for a moment, but luckily the light turned red, and I saw a taxi coming towards me. I quickly moved to the middle of the road and yelled at the taxi to stop. The guys started chasing me, yelling things in a language I think was Arabic. I didn't know what to do, I was almost paralyzed. Thankfully, I got in the taxi and it acted as a barrier between me and them. I truly believe that if it wasn't for the taxi driver, they would have raped and robbed me.

I was at an event and decided to walk through the crowd with my phone. Some guys on a wall started harassing us, so we crossed the street. However, there was no space for us to walk. I got pushed into the street and stumbled. When I turned around to see who pushed me, I recorded him on video. He then flashed a gun at me.

I was confronted by a neighbor for using the women's restroom, despite being a trans woman named Kaylee for over four years. I had stomach issues and needed to use the single-use bathroom, which I felt was safe. The neighbor insisted I was a man and repeatedly misgendered me. I lost my composure and screamed in frustration, feeling that my home should be a safe space. My friends, instead of supporting me, blamed me for escalating the situation, which was deeply hurtful. I felt triggered and unsupported, realizing these friends weren't the ones I needed. It’s disheartening to face such hostility, especially in a place meant to feel safe.

In a dressing room, "the minute I was in there, he shut the door and pushed me up against the wall and bang bang my head on the wall and kissed me." She laughed to cope: "You started laughing?" It turned serious as he "pulled down the tights" with one hand, and it was "a fight" against her will; she notes he is "six three" and she was "about six one in the massive heels." She confirms "Yes" to penetration and says, "That's the definition" of rape, though she prefers calling it "the fight" and says, "I was not the victim." She adds, "Sexual violence is in every country, in every strata of society" and that her incident was short—"three minutes in this little dressing room"—and she "got out. I'm moving on."

At about 3 AM, I was with a group of friends when we were wrapping up for the night. I was walking one of my friends back to her car, and as we approached, a group of 10 guys stood across the street. When we reached the car and she began fumbling for the keys, they started shouting at us, and I quickly sensed something was off about the situation. She unlocked the car, and I rushed her into the driver's seat. She managed to close the door behind her and lock it. Just as she turned around, the group came up and ran a few feet toward us, slamming me against the car and throwing punches. I kept my hands up, trying to protect my head as best I could, and I focused on staying upright. The altercation didn’t last long because the police arrived pretty quickly, and I was fortunate to come away with a broken nose and a concussion. It could have been a lot worse. When asked if they got me to the ground, I replied that they did not; I knew that if I went down, it would get worse. So I stayed on my feet no matter what, prioritizing protection and balance. The other speaker noted that I stayed on my feet and protected my head, highlighting that I did what I could in a dangerous moment. They also acknowledged that I might have saved more than just the car, suggesting I could have saved the woman I was accompanying. I described the carjacking as not making a lot of sense because it was the cheapest car on the block, which contributed to the sense that there might have been something else going on beyond a straightforward carjacking. In closing, the other speaker offered congratulations and expressed relief that I was okay, calling me brave and lucky. The conversation ended with an affirmation of gratitude for my safety.

I witnessed a man stabbing another passenger on a bus with a large knife, eventually decapitating him. After we evacuated, the attacker tried to leave but was stopped by a trucker and the bus driver. The police arrived and removed us from the scene.

I was with a group of 56 guys. One of them touched me inappropriately, so I reacted by hitting them with a glass bottle, which broke my front teeth and split my lip. I reported the incident to the police, but unfortunately, due to the inadequate legislation in this country, they are not held accountable. It's alarming that these individuals are still free to harass and harm other girls.

There was a lot of hate and it happened. We let it happen. The cops got involved and one of them stood on a guy. It was a chaotic situation.