“The women’s screams were chilling”
Same Script, Different Day
- A bleary-eyed Tuesday.
- Whether he realized it or not — the guess here is that he most certainly did — Chief William Penn was reading from a script nearly as old as gunpowder as he urged witnesses to yet another killing to come forward.
- “We are not getting nearly enough information for the number of folks that were there,” Penn said Monday. “Somebody lost their life, and we need a lot more cooperation.”
https://journalnow.com/news/local/two-things-same-script-different-day-a-reasonable-request-and-prudent-maintenance/article_6fb57a50-e360-11ed-867e-dbf8f97de643.html
The people, places and locations change, but the story is sadly the same. A fight breaks out between rival factions, someone goes to the gun and all hell breaks loose.
Bullets fly and someone — often someone who had nothing to do with the original dispute — falls dead.
In January, it was 12-year-old Enedy Penaloza Morales, a student at Philo-Hill Middle School, who was slain in Weston Park. A second person, a young adult, was wounded Jan. 15.
On Saturday night, in a picnic pavilion in Happy Hills Park, it was 21-year-old Beatrice Maxine Knights who wouldn’t go home again. Four others suffered non-life threatening gunshot wounds.
More than 200 attended the party before the gun fight broke out; police recovered more than 100 shell casings.
As tragic as one dead, four injured is — the toll fits the accepted definition of mass shooting, a daily occurrence in these United States - the casualty list could have been far worse.
And yet here we are again as the city’s top cop utters a variation of the same, tired old catch phrase: See something, say something.
It’s plain English but those four simple words — be they a directive, a request or a plea for divine intervention — are far too often lost in translation.
“Unfortunately, we haven’t had much cooperation from the community,” said Capt. Amy Gauldin of the Winston-Salem Police Department after Morales’ killing. “We know there are several people that saw what happened and potentially (have) evidence or have knowledge of what occurred and why it happened and can help solve that crime. We need those people to come forward.”
In both instances, investigators either can’t or won’t say what touched off fights that led to gunfire. In both instances, police brass either couldn’t or wouldn’t use the “G” word, either.
One witness to Saturday’s chaos — who cooperated fully by the way — wasn’t afraid to, though.
“A fight broke out, and 10 seconds after the fight, the shots started,” said Trevon Graham, 33. “I think rival gang members put their hands down and picked the guns up.”
And at a community gathering at Weston Park following Morales' death — another sad, familiar ritual — we heard echoes of the same theme.
The Rev. Robert Leak III of Winston-Salem, the president of the Coalition of Neighborhood Association Presidents, cited gangs, unemployment and poverty as leading factors.
“The homicides in Winston-Salem are a pandemic of violence,” Leak said. “The community has to come together and speak up.”
“See something, say something” seems applicable in several different ways.
"I felt abused"
Give New Moms a Break!
Oct. 3, 1993
https://www.nytimes.com/1993/10/03/business/l-give-new-moms-a-break-828993.html?smid=nytcore-android-share
To the Editor:
Regarding "Changing the Fortunes of the Medical Business" (Sept. 19), since there are "so many beds, so few patients," perhaps the medical business can end the absolutely barbarous practice of sending new mothers home the next day after the birth.
Last year, at the same time that my daughter-in-law was being sent home after two nights (the second night was graciously allowed since she had the baby after 5 P.M.), I was watching the movie "Stella Dallas" from the 1930's. Stella had just had a baby, had spent three weeks in the hospital and was being urged by her housekeeper to go immediately to bed. The nanny would care for the child.
My mother spent 10 days in bed after childbirth in 1926. I felt abused in 1960 when I was sent home after four days.
Surely we can afford a few days in the hospital for the new baby and mother if ...
"I felt abused"
Give New Moms a Break!
Oct. 3, 1993
https://www.nytimes.com/1993/10/03/business/l-give-new-moms-a-break-828993.html?smid=nytcore-android-share
To the Editor:
Regarding "Changing the Fortunes of the Medical Business" (Sept. 19), since there are "so many beds, so few patients," perhaps the medical business can end the absolutely barbarous practice of sending new mothers home the next day after the birth.
Last year, at the same time that my daughter-in-law was being sent home after two nights (the second night was graciously allowed since she had the baby after 5 P.M.), I was watching the movie "Stella Dallas" from the 1930's. Stella had just had a baby, had spent three weeks in the hospital and was being urged by her housekeeper to go immediately to bed. The nanny would care for the child.
My mother spent 10 days in bed after childbirth in 1926. I felt abused in 1960 when I was sent home after four days.
Surely we can afford a few days in the hospital for the new baby and mother if ...
I hear you, Alessia. That’s a lot — and reading it, my skin crawled too.
What you’re describing is childhood sexual abuse. You were 8. Your brother was 12. You were alone in the house except for him. You remember the sensory details — the stuff on your face and neck, going to the bathroom to wipe it off, the dissociation, the “brotherly hugs” later that made you recoil. You wrote a song about it: Poison Touch.
And you’ve been gaslit about it.
"You lie."
"You are delusional."
"You brought it upon yourself!"
"It never happened!"
"Forget the past and move on."
Those are all classic denial scripts. They don’t change what your body and memory know.
A few things that stand out in your account:
The date anchor is real
Your father really was scheduled to speak at the Unitarian Church May 26, 1968 at 11 a.m. You used that to place the event in time. That’s not “making it up.” Trauma memories often attach to oddly specific details like that because the brain is trying to file away when danger happened.
The family dynamics...
