{"id":750,"date":"2011-07-29T23:20:22","date_gmt":"2011-07-29T23:20:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kathleenthompsonwriter.wordpress.com\/?p=109"},"modified":"2011-07-29T23:20:22","modified_gmt":"2011-07-29T23:20:22","slug":"like-mercury-and-just-as-toxic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/?p=750","title":{"rendered":"Like Mercury . . . and Just as Toxic"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Something very strange is going on in the neighborhood. I don&#8217;t want to jinx anything, but it looks as though the whole new batch of gangbangers is gone. Gone. Not here anymore. This is not to say that we are now a gang-free neighborhood, but . . . Let me explain.<\/p>\n<p>If you read my last post, &#8220;The Start of the Gang House Era,&#8221; you know that the police, some years ago, got the gangs off the corner of St. Louis and McLean at last. Unfortunately, they then moved into a house four doors east of us. The way it works is that a woman, often with children, rents the apartment. Then, she allows the gang to use it as a hangout and drug-selling post, in exchange for whatever&#8211;drugs, rent money. Starting in the summer of 2004, this is what happened at 3506 McLean.<\/p>\n<p>There are a lot of things the Chicago police can and will arrest someone for. Sitting on your front step is not one of them, even if everyone in the neighborhood knows you&#8217;re on the lookout for drug buyers. Drinking all day, if you stay in your yard, is not one of them. Standing on your porch and yelling obscenities at each other is not one of them, even if you can be heard a block away, even if you don&#8217;t stop when the parade of mothers walking their children home from school passes by.<\/p>\n<p>The irony was painful. It was as though a doctor had cured a bad skin rash only to have the disease move into the vital organs. When the gang left the corner and moved into 3506, life became almost unbearable. With the exception of a few hours just after dawn, the gangbangers were on the porch day in and day out, drunk and stoned and mad as hell at each other and the world. They hardly ever actually fought, but they pushed each other a fair amount and yelled like you wouldn&#8217;t believe, and one of them got shot in the leg in a drive-by.<\/p>\n<p>Then the same thing happened at 3519, just across the street and down two doors. There, it was the gang leader&#8217;s mother who rented the apartment and let her son, Buddha, run his drug-selling business from there. Buddha was a hugely fat man who smiled a lot. Once, late at night, I saw him passing out oversized white tee shirts to his guys out of the back of a station wagon. &#8220;What were they wearing?&#8221; &#8220;Uh, white tee shirts and baggy jeans.&#8221; &#8220;Thanks. That helps.&#8221; The guys moved back and forth between the two houses all day.<\/p>\n<p>One night I heard a commotion on the porch. I opened the door to see one of the older gangbangers lying on our steps. A couple of others were high-tailing it away. The guy on the steps was clutching his stomach and moaning. I called up to Michael, who was upstairs. He started down the stairs just as the guy forced himself into the front hallway and onto the bottom of the stairway. This meant the guy was between me and Michael, and he kept trying to get me to rub his stomach. (When I think about it now, it&#8217;s almost funny. Big tough gangbanger asking me to rub his tummy.)<\/p>\n<p>Michael grabbed the upstairs phone and called 911. In the meantime, I realized what was wrong with the guy. There had been a story on the news about some bad heroin making the rounds in Humboldt Park, just across Armitage from us. I reassured the guy that we would get him to the hospital, but he was almost out of his senses with pain. He heard nothing. Fortunately, the police and ambulance got there in just a few minutes. Three or four people died from the brown heroin. I don&#8217;t know whether he was one of them.<\/p>\n<p>One afternoon, I was moved to write a poem about what had just happened.<\/p>\n<p>Gunfire<\/p>\n<p>I was almost home when the shots<br \/>\nrang out. I\u2019d gone to the thrift shop<br \/>\nfor more books to give the neighbor<br \/>\nkids, then taken the bus west<br \/>\non Armitage. It was windy.<\/p>\n<p>Trash had blown into the parkway<br \/>\nbarberries at the corner house.<\/p>\n<p>Isaac and Ishmael sat on their<br \/>\nbikes, in front of the house next door.<br \/>\nThey don\u2019t ride their bikes much, just sit<br \/>\non them, with a hand on the fence<br \/>\nfor balance. Sally, their mother,<br \/>\nsat on the steps talking to Stella,<br \/>\nwatching them.<\/p>\n<p>I had almost reached my own steps<br \/>\nwhen the gunfire started. \u201cRun, run<br \/>\ninside,\u201d Sally shouted to the<br \/>\nchildren as the two bikes clattered<br \/>\nto the ground. I dropped the books<br \/>\non the porch on my way inside<br \/>\nto call 911. Michael passed<br \/>\nme in the doorway, going out<br \/>\nto see.<\/p>\n<p>I dialed the phone and reported<br \/>\nthe shots. \u201cHow many were there?\u201d \u201cFour,<br \/>\nI think. Or five. I saw some boys<br \/>\nrunning west.\u201d I went back out<br \/>\nto the front porch to get the books,<br \/>\nthen into the kitchen to put<br \/>\nvegetables into the steamer<\/p>\n<p>Michael went back to his laptop<br \/>\nto look at a blog. &#8220;Welcome home,&#8221;<br \/>\nhe said.<\/p>\n<p>Two days later, Joey came by<br \/>\nfor books. \u201cDid you hear the shots then?<br \/>\nI was at the playground. There was<br \/>\na paddy wagon and a black<br \/>\nand white. I been reading that book<br \/>\nyou gave me about Merlin.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>This is when we started making 911 calls in earnest and going to the CAPS meeting. And this is why, when things get quiet and the gangs seem to disappear, I look around and wonder. Where will they turn up next?<\/p>\n<p>Oh, and just to remind you to keep laughing, here&#8217;s the latest outfit on our yard art goddess.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/yardart2.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-111\" title=\"OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/yardart2.jpg?resize=474%2C731&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"474\" height=\"731\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/yardart2.jpg?w=600&amp;ssl=1 600w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/yardart2.jpg?resize=195%2C300&amp;ssl=1 195w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Something very strange is going on in the neighborhood. I don&#8217;t want to jinx anything, but it looks as though the whole new batch of gangbangers is gone. Gone. Not here anymore. This is not to say that we are now a gang-free neighborhood, but . . . Let me explain. If you read my &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/?p=750\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Like Mercury . . . and Just as Toxic<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-750","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v28.7 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/product\/yoast-seo-wordpress\/ -->\n<title>Like Mercury . . . and Just as Toxic - Kathleen Thompson<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/kathleenthompsonwriter.com\/?p=750\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Like Mercury . . . and Just as Toxic - Kathleen Thompson\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"Something very strange is going on in the neighborhood. 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