Article by: By JOE WARMINGTON
– Another day, another shooting and no one seems in a rush to put an end to the violence
There was blood in the streets.
And on them, too. Lots of blood, actually. In fact, small puddles of it were all over the sidewalk, too.
Yes, the corner of Queen’s Quay E. and Lower Jarvis had a surreal feel to it as you could not miss the hundreds of spatterings of blood over a distance of some 80 metres.
It’s ugly. It may still be there today. It didn’t look as if anybody was in a giant hurry to clean it up.
There were 61 blood-soaked footprints — the remnants of gunplay early yesterday involving at least two suspects.
Ho hum. Just another war in the streets. You know the drill. The poorly paid and underappreciated paramedics saved more lives and no witnesses saw anything to help frustrated, overworked cops.
Witnesses would have had a difficult time missing this blood though. You couldn’t possibly.
“It’s disgraceful,” said courier Corey McCoy. “If you commit a crime with a gun you should get a minimum 10 years.”
Corey, and many others, walked through the blood — not even realizing until it was too late and their shoes were exposed to it. That has got be a health hazard but nobody seemed worked up about it. They just kept on going.
Hey, it’s a shooting scene. There are so many now, it seems, they don’t even quickly clean up the mess. It may just show how nonchalant we’ve become. Shootings and murder are just a fact of life here.
Try this out yourself: Name one murder victim from 2006.
Not Jane Creba. She was 2005. But hers is the only name that jumps out to me despite there being dozens of victims.
STARTING TO FADE
And even Creba’s memory is starting to fade. CTV reporter Chris Eby was telling me yesterday at the scene where she was slain he asked 10 people if they knew the girl’s name and only one was able to provide it.
Maybe we do not care what happens anymore? As long as it doesn’t happen to us!
What I wonder though is why blood literally filling our streets does not create a collective anger? Why do we tolerate this? Soon after apathy comes acceptance and with acceptance comes anything goes.
We are so there in the early part of 2007. We are so there.
There is nothing in control about it. And there’s nothing anybody can do. Shootings are as commonplace as sunrises.
No more huffing and puffing from politicians is necessary. People understand Toronto is a gun culture now and you never know when you may find yourself in the middle of it.
It could be on Yonge St., in the Entertainment District, it could be Weston Rd. or in Yonge-Dundas Square, it could happen in St. Mike’s emergency room, it could be on a bus, outside a store, in a hotel, a neighbourhood, a sandwich shop or dessert place.
We also know it could happen in your own home while you are sitting and watching TV or — as happened this week — after you have invited somebody in.
Shootings happen almost every day in this city. The unofficial numbers for 2006 indicated there were more than 250 shooting victims. That’s at least five a week. Lots died.
With the trend not going away, the question is who is next? Will you, or somebody you love, be one of the victims of 2007?
Somebody will be! There will be more people shot and they just won’t be bad guys.
History shows us the victim could be 4 years old, 15, male, female, a father, a mother, a churchgoer, a criminal, a TTC employee, or a cop. Bullets don’t discriminate.
Sometimes they hit their intended targets, sometimes they don’t. They always leave their mark. Toronto knows bullets and it may not be long before people wear bullet-proof vests.
There was a time when people didn’t lock their doors, wear seatbelts or have to walk through blood either.
We are off to a flying start for 2007, where we already have at least three major shootings for the books.
And more blood on the street.