I grew up in Tucker, Georgia, but I've lived in the Bronx for the past 3 years (my university is in the Bronx). I know, I know the Bronx -- ooh scary! Well, not all of the Bronx is that bad, honestly. I go to Fordham University, and of course, live in the Fordham area of the Bronx. Yeah, there is crime, and you shouldn't be out at 3 am alone, but where is that not true?
I played frisbee today because, well, I love frisbee. On the way home (I live off-campus in a non-university apartment), my roommate/best friend and I passed this woman out on the street who was SCREAMING at this little girl who looked about 8 years old. I'm not talking 'Mommy had a bad day' screaming, but rather 'i'm going to beat the shit out of you' screaming. It was terrifying. If she was yelling at an adult I still would have been worried, let alone a little girl.
So, my roommate and I stopped. We were about 20 feet away from them, just watching. Then the woman grabbed the little girl, and we stepped a few feet forward. The woman screamed obscenities at us, and asked "why the fuck we were getting in her business" we told her we just wanted to know if she needed any help, and if everything was okay. She told us to "get the fuck away, and keep walking." We backed off, and my roommate started to walk away, but I couldn't leave. How could you leave? This woman was raging at a little child.
Eventually the girl's mother came, but the enraged woman still didn't stop. When they noticed that we were still standing there, the enraged woman came after me telling me she was going to "punch [me] in the fucking face." She said she was going to call the cops. I said "please do!" And then she decided to go back to threatening me. She was so close to me she was actually touching me as she screamed in my face. The enraged woman's two children came out, and one was almost crying saying "please don't call the cops" and the other said that "only pussies call cops" while she pulled her mother away from me.
I called the cops because I thought I was going to get the shit beaten out of me. I'm 5'5, but I've played sports all my life. I've never fought anyone, but I wouldn't hesitate to defend myself. I did not, however, want to get my face punched. She was still screaming at me while I tried to talk to the 911 dispatcher. She could hardly hear what I was saying.
Shortly after, they all dispersed. The enraged woman went with her own kids, and the girl she was yelling at eventually went with her own mother.
The whole time this was happening, there were two men in work uniforms staning about 20 feet away. They didn't do anything. My roommate says 2 Fordham guys walked by as well, and no one stopped.
How have we stopped caring? When did it become okay to treat children like trash? When did we stop being a presence of justice when we know things are not right? When did we stop caring for one another?
It's scary.
I'll say it again, but this time I beg you: Act justly, walk humbly, love tenderly. please.



