Interesting the number of people who want to die heroically saving someone. I was on a flight recently and was thinking about what would happen if we crashed (cheerful as always) and about a documentary I'd seen a few years ago that looked at survivors of major disasters and concluded that they were the people who single-mindedly did everything they could to get to safety, even at the expense of others. The example that sprang to mind most was of a woman who survived a major runway fire at Manchester Airport a few years ago: she effectively jumped the queue to get out of the exit by climbing over the seat backs to get there rather than waiting behind all the people cramming the aisle.
I understand the impulse to queue politely and wait your turn to get out of the burning plane, women and children first etc., but I've always wondered whether the strangers I could potentially save in that way would look after my loved ones after I'm gone. The answer to that would be no, I think: I doubt that they'd even remember you a few years later, if at all. So, I'm afraid I'd be doing everything I could to get out of the wrecked train, burning plane or whatever and sod everyone else. 🙂