How do you decide who gets saved and who has to die? God forbid you end up in a situation where you have to quickly sort civilians into those who will survive and those who won’t. But that’s how it is: one operating room for thirty wounded. A storm, a sinking ship, a lifeboat. A slowly falling plane with parachutes—not for everyone. No one has the right to write you instructions on how to do it.
But I decided to give an example of how you can think and act in such a situation. To smooth and share the topic, I wrote science fiction: +300 years into the future, a court protocol for the one who did the sorting. There are different things there, but still intuitive “bolts and nuts.” A different social environment. Different laws. The defendant explains his actions by retelling in his own words textbooks that haven’t even been written yet. But the essence is the same—“twenty years later,” in the lifeboat.