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Painting, Police Priorities, and Other News

So, I caught the episode of Regenesis last night, mostly.  As the episode started, I realized that I was hearing a woman yelling outside.  We looked outside and turned the TV down (the late night shows always seem louder than the daytime ones, even without the fact that different channels and programs have differing sound levels).  There was a woman and a man out there, yelling in Spanish.  Very rapid Spanish, changing my chance of guessing what the argument was about from negligible to nonexistent.  Then the woman started throwing things.  Now, I don't want my neighbors killing each other, even if I haven't met them yet.

So I called 911.  Eventually the Milwaukee Sheriff answered, listened to my tale, and transferred me to the 911 operator.  Huh?  I explained everything all over again, and they said someone would come check things out.  So we watched TV, and I returned to the painting of the open instrument case (it's not really properly a guitar shape) in a much more distracted format than we would have preferred.

She stopped throwing things, though they kept yelling.  They sat on the porch.  They walked around.  They kept yelling.  They sat on the porch again.  They walked around some more.  And they kept yelling.  Twilight zone came on.  We wondered where the police were.  They kept yelling.  Eventually, they went in the house, but left the door open (still yelling).  Finally, they closed the door. 

In all this time, we saw no hint of a squad car or other police presence.

I went to take my now-cool bath, figuring that I wouldn't need to be dressed to talk to the police after all.  It's been hot and muggy, so the water was wonderful.  I was all covered in water and soap when My Angel came in to tell me that they were out of the house again, this time the woman was beating on the pick-up the guy had been leaning on earlier, apparently trying to break the windshield. 

Wonderful.  Angel got to talk to 911 this time; I hadn't seen anything from the bath.

So I finished my bath and headed back to the media room, where we could again watch them yell, and be ready to call for help if one of them actually got hurt before the police arrived. 

They got to a point where they walking back and forth the length of our house  in the street (we're on a corner lot, so they were walking down one street between the street that intersects it and the alley), still yelling.  Finally, the man jumped into the vehicle and drove off.  I heard a sound that suggests she threw something at it as he drove past her.  Finally, she goes to the house and closes the door.  At this point, it is starting to get light outside!

Finally, quiet.

Almost an hour after the second call, and roughly a half-hour after the guy left, a police officer finally called.  He decided that since I had seen no injuries on the woman and the man was long gone, he didn't have to check things out any further at that time.

So, where were the police all this time?  Today's news had the answer--the Mayor of Milwaukee had been to the State Fair, and while he was leaving, heard a cry for help.  He came to the rescue of a grandmother, standing between her and the toddler she was with and a drunken man, who was apparently upset because he'd been told he couldn't see his daughter.  The Mayor called 911, and stood between the agitated man and the woman with the baby, receiving a number of cuts from some metal object and finally breaking his hand punching the guy.  The mayor ended up lying bloody on the street while the drunk guy jumped a fence.  So, apparently all the police in the area were hunting this drunk guy who'd already run away from the scene (having no idea he'd assaulted the mayor), and whose identity they knew.  

Consequently, the police were ignoring domestic disputes that appeared to be escalating into violence.  I'm glad that, as it turned out, we didn't have to call 911 to report a stabbing or gunshot wound!

In other news, my Aunt apparently broke her thigh, not actually the hip, though she still needs surgery to implant a titanium rod into her leg.  And my kitchen sink is still not draining, though the laundry tub is. 

And though the case isn't done yet, it's closer.  Comments on the artwork are welcome, by the way!


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Aug. 17th, 2009 06:12 am (UTC)
Definitely looks like a banjo case from here. Very cool.
Aug. 17th, 2009 06:31 am (UTC)
Cittern case, then! My father played banjo, but I don't have one. (-: I do play cittern, though.
Aug. 17th, 2009 06:58 am (UTC)
I like the step-by-step process/progress there.

As far for the police, are they doing their job?
Aug. 17th, 2009 07:22 am (UTC)
As to individual policemen, well, it is their job to catch idiots who attack folk who are protecting grandmas, and it is also their job to check out violent domestic disturbances. What concerns me is that I think it is likely that dozens of policemen were sent hither and yon looking for the guy who attacked the Mayor, even though Grandma and Baby were out of danger and the Mayor was under guard in the hospital, while, in contrast, none were sent checking out the people on my street who were in danger.

Somebody decided which policemen to allocate to which jobs. Now, it's possible that there were five dozen other things going on as well, and the police presence was spread thin; if so, it didn't make it into the news. The cooperation of many local police organizations in looking for the guy who attacked the Mayor was.

So, I'm seriously wondering if the police presence was allocated wisely.
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Aug. 17th, 2009 05:45 pm (UTC)
Communication, good or bad, affects so many things!
Aug. 17th, 2009 05:34 pm (UTC)
I love the artwork!
Aug. 17th, 2009 05:43 pm (UTC)
Aug. 18th, 2009 07:51 am (UTC)
I love the case! It's really turning out great. Will you have a background (ie--it sitting on the ground/against a wall or tree or ???) or will it just be a blank background?

That's sad that the cops too so long on a domestic. And it's even sadder for the reason. :(

I hope your Aunt's surgery goes well. And :( that your sink isn't draining. Did you get to call the plumber today or is that tomorrow?
Aug. 18th, 2009 09:06 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'll leave the case on white, much like the hat, I think. In my journal's style, that looks good.

I did e-mail (well, actually facebook-message) one of the local county politicians here with my concern; she is looking into it. It may be that there really were a bunch of emergencies at that time. If not, she won't be shy in reminding the police that her constituents matter.

The surgery did go well, and so did the call to the plumber, except of course, for having to pay him while I'm still laid off. Stuff like that makes it harder to keep my spirits up in this dreadful economy!
Aug. 18th, 2009 09:14 am (UTC)
I hope it was a case of too many emergencies and not just politicians tying up resources like they often do.

Glad to hear about the surgery & the plumber. Yes, not good to have to pay him (and they can be pricey!) when you aren't working. I tried to send some good thoughts your way earlier tonight when I was cooking dinner (about 3 hours ago). With the way my months have been going I don't know if that will help, the Universe seems to have it out for me, but it's worth the try :)
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