July 25, 2011
5. Newblog2011: 07/25/11 "What's up, Juicy?"/ and the Barre police station
Tonight, as I was walking back to the shelter, a kid who was in his early to mid-teens saw me from the other side of the street. He crossed the street to the sidewalk in front of me and walked in the same direction I was going, toward the cross street. When I was a few feet in back of him and close to passing by him, he went back to the other side of the street. Then he said from the other side of the street “What's up, Juicy?”
I said something rude back which either he didn't hear or was surprised to hear, because he said “What?”
I was glad that he didn't seem to have understood what I'd said back; it gave me the opportunity to forget about being rude back and to say instead, “Don't talk to me like that again.”
He laughed, and I said “I talked to the police about it before, and I'll do that again.”
I looked at him and said, out loud, what he was wearing. Then I turned in the opposite direction to where I had been going and said “I'll go to the police now.” The police station is a few blocks away.
When I got to the police station, I saw that it had an orange, “Caution” road cone on the front lawn.
I went into the police station and told the person at the front desk that I had been in the station before to talk about the same type of incident, with the same group of kids, and that the officer I'd spoken to a few months ago had told me to go back to the police station and tell him if it happened again. I said that I was happy to write a short statement about it, that I didn't necessarily need to speak to an officer.
He said to sit in the lobby and that an officer would be out to speak with me.
An officer did walk out to the lobby; first he spoke to the man who had been waiting in the lobby before I got there. The officer said to the man “I'm going to give all of your information to Officer (Hool—phoenetically spelled).” He asked the man to go to another room at the other end of the hall, and as the officer walked back out to talk to me he first said something to the man, again, about “Officer Hool.”
I told the officer what had happened; I said it had been a relatively mild incident compared to the other 2 times that I'd been hassled by some of the boys in that neighborhood, but that I'd wanted to report it. I said that all I was expecting to do when I showed up at the station was to fill out a couple of lines of a report, but that I'd also said to the person at the front desk that the police could probably still find and talk to the kid if they wanted to.
I also told the officer that I'd been told the first time that I'd gone to the police about the incident to report any more incidents.
It wasn't the same kid whose father said he'd deal with it if it ever happened again; however, there is obviously something going on with some of the boys in the neighborhood that hasn't been dealt with by the police.
The officer rubbed his nose at least twice while he was talking to me. At the end of the conversation, he said he'd go and talk to the kid.
Before he'd been out to talk to me, while I was still waiting, there was loud, fake, repetitive, male coughing from inside the front office at the station.
On the dry erase board at the back of the office, it has a few lines with the word “Chelsea” on the top, left side. The top, right side of the board has the word “hydrant” written on it twice. I only glanced at it on my way out, so I didn't see what was written under the first “hydrant.”
The second “hydrant” had the words “@ Spaulding High School” written under it.
The bulletin board in the lobby still has posters of harassment on it; it also still has the poster that says:
“PROTECTING CHILDREN IS EVERYBODY'S BUSINESS,” with a “mediation” pamphlet tacked over it with a pushpin, as if to indicate that anybody who has concerns about whether or not his or her child has been molested or could get molested will be directed toward mediation, because the police have been instructed by the government to support child molesters rather than to stop them.
Copyright L. Kochman July 25, 2011 @ 8:27 p.m./edit @ 8:30 p.m.
5. Newblog2011: 07/25/11 "What's up, Juicy?"/ and the Barre police station
Tonight, as I was walking back to the shelter, a kid who was in his early to mid-teens saw me from the other side of the street. He crossed the street to the sidewalk in front of me and walked in the same direction I was going, toward the cross street. When I was a few feet in back of him and close to passing by him, he went back to the other side of the street. Then he said from the other side of the street “What's up, Juicy?”
I said something rude back which either he didn't hear or was surprised to hear, because he said “What?”
I was glad that he didn't seem to have understood what I'd said back; it gave me the opportunity to forget about being rude back and to say instead, “Don't talk to me like that again.”
He laughed, and I said “I talked to the police about it before, and I'll do that again.”
I looked at him and said, out loud, what he was wearing. Then I turned in the opposite direction to where I had been going and said “I'll go to the police now.” The police station is a few blocks away.
When I got to the police station, I saw that it had an orange, “Caution” road cone on the front lawn.
I went into the police station and told the person at the front desk that I had been in the station before to talk about the same type of incident, with the same group of kids, and that the officer I'd spoken to a few months ago had told me to go back to the police station and tell him if it happened again. I said that I was happy to write a short statement about it, that I didn't necessarily need to speak to an officer.
He said to sit in the lobby and that an officer would be out to speak with me.
An officer did walk out to the lobby; first he spoke to the man who had been waiting in the lobby before I got there. The officer said to the man “I'm going to give all of your information to Officer (Hool—phoenetically spelled).” He asked the man to go to another room at the other end of the hall, and as the officer walked back out to talk to me he first said something to the man, again, about “Officer Hool.”
I told the officer what had happened; I said it had been a relatively mild incident compared to the other 2 times that I'd been hassled by some of the boys in that neighborhood, but that I'd wanted to report it. I said that all I was expecting to do when I showed up at the station was to fill out a couple of lines of a report, but that I'd also said to the person at the front desk that the police could probably still find and talk to the kid if they wanted to.
I also told the officer that I'd been told the first time that I'd gone to the police about the incident to report any more incidents.
It wasn't the same kid whose father said he'd deal with it if it ever happened again; however, there is obviously something going on with some of the boys in the neighborhood that hasn't been dealt with by the police.
The officer rubbed his nose at least twice while he was talking to me. At the end of the conversation, he said he'd go and talk to the kid.
Before he'd been out to talk to me, while I was still waiting, there was loud, fake, repetitive, male coughing from inside the front office at the station.
On the dry erase board at the back of the office, it has a few lines with the word “Chelsea” on the top, left side. The top, right side of the board has the word “hydrant” written on it twice. I only glanced at it on my way out, so I didn't see what was written under the first “hydrant.”
The second “hydrant” had the words “@ Spaulding High School” written under it.
The bulletin board in the lobby still has posters of harassment on it; it also still has the poster that says:
“PROTECTING CHILDREN IS EVERYBODY'S BUSINESS,” with a “mediation” pamphlet tacked over it with a pushpin, as if to indicate that anybody who has concerns about whether or not his or her child has been molested or could get molested will be directed toward mediation, because the police have been instructed by the government to support child molesters rather than to stop them.
Copyright L. Kochman July 25, 2011 @ 8:27 p.m./edit @ 8:30 p.m.