The Good Samaritan?

One day, a lone man walked a dangerous road in the valley between two noisy cities. The man was overtaken by three burglars, two of whom were truly desperate men and one who was simply malicious and sadistic. As they beat the lone man, the two desperate men thought of their starving families and wept over their own actions. The third burglar, however, laughed maniacally with each blow. They took everything the man had and left him for dead in a shallow ditch.

Soon, a respectable religious official walked by the broken, battered man. He saw the dark pools of blood around the man and heard the soft cries for mercy. The religious official, who was apparently important and very busy, offered a quick prayer for the man and even threw several coins in his direction.

Later, a very compassionate woman walked down the road. She saw the man and was immediately moved. She ran to his side and knelt by the man, careful to not get blood on her clothes. She was on her way to a very important charity event, after all. But she sat with the man and wept with him, glad to be late if it meant she could help this man. Eventually, however, she could spare no more time. She stood up, straightened her appearance, and promised to send the man a good ten percent of what she could raise at her upcoming event. She walked on, knowing full well the good she would soon accomplish.

Finally, the third burglar, the sadist, walked back down the road, quite pleased with himself and proud of his earnings. He saw the broken man and, finding a new and previously unexplored way to indulge himself, he stooped down and picked the beaten man up out of the ditch. He carried him to the nearest motel and tended to his wounds. Using the stolen money, he bought the man food and medical supplies and paid his room up for a full week. The vicious burglar left the man in the care of another guest and went on his way, impressed with his own ability to give.