the right way?

I was a tad disappointed seeing that i hadn't got a window seat in the bus even after asking the ticket vendor to get me one. It was a pretty comfortable bus, one in which you wouldn't mind taking a five hour long journey. The man sitting next to me looked like he had skipped the daily bath. It was only when the conductor came asking for tickets, that i came to know that this person didn't have a ticket with him. He had a letter from some acquaintance which he had assumed was enough to give him a free journey on the bus. The TC suggested that he should buy a ticket, but he was not exactly insisting him to do so. In reply, this guy mildly offered the TC about two thirds the ticket price as a bribe, which he declined softly.
Later as the number of passengers dwindled, this guy changed his seat, and sat somewhere at the back of the bus; and i got the seat i wanted. It was a pleasant journey with slightly overcast skies accompanied by a small drizzle. Moreover, with nice songs to keep company, one couldn't ask for more.
All of a sudden the driver slowed down the bus. I looked out of the window, only to see a man walking with unsteady steps towards the front of the bus with a big piece of rock in his hand. It was not difficult to guess that he was heavily drunk. The driver as well as the conductor got down immediately and tried to hold him down. Sensing trouble, this guy who was sitting next to me, and who now occupied a seat somewhere at the back of the bus, got to the scene promptly. Without a second's hesitation he slapped the drunkard hard across his face. He tried getting him in the bus to hand him over at the next police station for raising such a situation. Mind you, it was a national highway and it was broad daylight. Another hard slap across the face. Finally, the drunk was saved as a friend of his somehow managed to stop these fellows from taking him into the bus.
Alright, so what's the point?
Nothing as such, but there's quite a lot to observe from this incident.