Showing posts with label NYPD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYPD. Show all posts

Saturday, July 11, 2020

ONCE, WE DID OWN THE NIGHT



COMMISH SHEA ABRUPTLY DISBANDS
THE ANTI-CRIME UNITS

TAGS: NYPD, ANTI-CRIME UNITS,
NYPD HISTORY, FORMATION OF
STREET CRIME UNITS, COMMISSIONER DERMOT SHEA
CAPITULATES, US HISTORY 1960's - 1990's


(Friday June 19, 2020, Midtown South, NYC) In a startlingly head spinning capitulation to the recent groundswell in some quarters to “abolish”, and/or “defund” the Police, NYPD Commissioner Dermot Shea announced the elimination of the 82 elite Anti-Crime Units.  He said all affected Officers and Detectives will be “reassigned”. Such a blatant display of pacifying, placating, and pandering to the most vocal of the protest groups that have found a platform in the wake of the death of George Floyd, an African American man at the hands of White Minneapolis Police Officers, is not only discouraging; it allows for the rank and file of the NYPD to realize that we have no backing, no support from the command level in One Police Plaza and in City Hall.  What the future will look like is hard to speculate but all (or most) of us can recall the days when the first iteration of the Anti-Crime Units were formed and designated Street Crime Units back in the simmering cauldron of wide spread social unrest and crimes of every category were staggeringly high in from the late 1960’s and into the early 1980’s.

SMOKE IN THE AIR, BLOOD ON THE STREETS

The 1960’s will forever be known in American history as the most divisive, tumultuous, violent, and corrosive of our modern age.  While engaged in an increasingly misunderstood and unpopular war in Vietnam, the Civil Rights struggle spawned riots and events of civil and social disobedience that bordered on sheer anarchy.  The widening “Generation Gap” contributed to the vast disconnect between the  “Greatest Generation” and their children and grandchildren comprising the ever growing “Baby Boom”  The ugly triplets of White and Black populations living in hunger, grinding poverty, and neglect from, the inner cities of the north through the Mississippi Delta, Appalachia, and beyond becoming known via TV news lead many in the White audience to begin to examine their conscience and take a stand on Civil Rights.  While the last vestiges of an overtly “Jim Crow” South were bitterly hanging on, a “Black Power” movement came to be in the choked urban ghettos.  The most prominent and active of these groups were the Black Panthers and the Nation of Islam.  They disregarded Dr. Martin Luther King’s philosophy of “peaceful resistance” and “non-violent activism” and went on the prove far more militant than Malcolm X had been at the height of his influence.  Both of those men would lose their lives to assassin’s bullets.

The “Counterculture” was beginning to ascend from the suburbs as boys of draft age refused to reply, burned their draft notices in protest, fled the country for Canada, and began to engage in behaviors that their parents couldn’t understand and certainly disapproved of.  This was the genesis of the Generation Gap.  While their protests were largely more peaceful than those related to Civil Rights there were any number of high-profile skirmishes reaching a crescendo when Governor Jim Rhodes dispatched Ohio National Guard troops to restore order on the Kent State campus after 4 nights of rioting.  In 13 seconds, the National Guardsmen killed four students, wounded another nine, and leaving one paralyzed.  This event galvanized protestors from a wide range of issues.

These events were played out to a lesser and greater degree in the streets of New York primarily as a “declared war” on the NYPD issued by Black activists like Eldridge Cleaver, Louis Farrakhan, Huey Newton, and others.  They declared war and it was war they would be met with after several brutal Officer ambushes, assassinations, and murders.  This had all gone on long enough.  It was, as one seasoned Captain in the 34th Precinct commented, in a long-lost candid TV soundbite from a moment of sheer chaos on the front line, “now it’s time to take back our streets”.



WE RECLAIMED THE NIGHT

And so it was into this breech the Street Crime Unit was born in 1971. Initially formed as the "City Wide Anti-Crime Unit” it did not take long for them to make their presence known.  Operating in three member teams of plain clothes Officers they became a force to reckon with.  Often, they would use “decoys” to attract those with a criminal bent.  One Officer would lay on a bench in a subway station, a bus stop or park reeking of alcohol, appearing disheveled, and drunk; an easy target for the predators that roamed the night. The SCU patrolled the streets in confiscated taxis hoping an opportunistic thief would approach the cab when it was stopped at a red light.  Little did the scumbags know there were three Cops in the taxi and they were going to be spending some time in Central Booking.  The exploits of the Street Crime Unit are widely documented, their success still demands respect.  They were officially disbanded in 2002 in the wake of the controversial shooting of Amadou Diallo in 1999.

RECONSTITUTED

The SCU was reconstituted in 2002 and has been widely credited in the increasingly lower crimes that NYC has seen over the last two decades.  Their aggressive tactics and underlying strategy was largely based on the “Broken Windows” theory as employed by Mayor Rudy Giuliani and his first Police Commissioner William Bratton. The results, while controversial to some in the minority communities, were highly effective. Others in the most crime ridden neighborhoods of color were grateful that the NYPD was in fact removing dangerous offenders from the streets.  They welcomed the Anti-Crime Units presence. By the end of the sixth year of the Giuliani Administration NYC was unquestionably the “Safest Big City” in the United States.  The statistics were undeniable (see CompStat) major crimes across the board, in all categories were ebbing down to levels not seen in a generation. CompStat was not without its detractors both in and out of the NYPD but after the rank and file MOS saw proof of the decreasing crime rate many were sold on the concept.

The world of Law Enforcement is like no other “business”, for lack of a better word.  Construction workers take years to erect a structure, upon completion they move on to the next project.  Lawyers argue cases and, upon conclusion they move along to the next case, their next client. This most certainly not true in the streets that are patrolled by the NYPD, nor is it true in keeping the gains of lowered crime rates down.  It cannot be so.  It seems the most ardent supporters of wide-ranging, vast “reform” in Policing that it is a time to put an end to real Policing.

Is there room for “better” Policing? Sure. The Police across the country have to examine their practices and procedures, their hiring and training, yet never losing sight of the often gritty realities of Policing. New York City is a most diverse, disparate, densely populated urban environment as there is anywhere in the USA and abroad.  Once the smoke clears, the activists retreat rhetorically, and the tensions recede, the debate of how we Police, how our population is Policed can begin in earnest. In the heat of the current climate rational discussion about anything under the rubric of Police “reform” is simply not possible.

Until such time the men and women of the Finest Police Department in the world will show up to work tour after tour and do what it is that they do best.


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Monday, May 18, 2020

ON THE WATERFRONT : OUR DEAD WAIT




LADY LIBERTY:

SENTINEL OF LIFE AND DEATH
FROM THE HOPE OF COMFORT

TO GRIM REALITY

TAGS: NYC, CORONA VIRUS, COVID-19,
CASE AND DEATH COUNT, 
NYPD, FDNY-EMS, HHS


 ORIGINALLY POSTED MAY 8 TBC. (UPDATED LINKS)
    
(Friday May 8, 2020 Pier 39, Red Hook, Brooklyn) Since October 28, 1886 our Statue of Liberty has proudly stood in New York harbor and has bore witness to much of Our Nation’s history.  She has served as a beacon for immigrants, a colossal monument to our founding principles, and at times, as a silent witness to the good and bad times of our City.  Around the world she is recognized as a singular representation of the United States of America.

On Monday, March 30, Lady Liberty provided a dramatic background as the USN Comfort, a Navy hospital ship made her way slowly to Pier 90 on the Westside of Manhattan providing as many as 500 much needed beds for Covid-19 patients. As of that Monday morning New York City had verified 38,087 cases of the virus and a death toll of 914.  Those numbers would tragically rise steadily as March gave way to April.  The “City that Never Sleeps” was a veritable ghost town except for the long snaking lines of people waiting to get into emergency rooms from the Bronx to Brooklyn. By April 21 the USN Comfort departed having not been utilized as promised for reasons that are difficult to understand given the crush on NYC emergency rooms, ICU capacity, and hospitals in general. She arrived with much hope for the beleaguered, overburdened City Hospitals and seemed to sail away as an afterthought.  Perhaps the lesson of the USN Comfort is but a metaphor to the Covid-19 response locally and, particularly, at the federal level. (This is not a political statement, opinion, or partisan talking point.) 

While so much remains to be understood about this virus that has gripped the world in a pandemic, Epidemiologists, Virologists, Infectious Disease physicians, Respiratory Therapists, Laboratory Technicians as well as scores of public, private, and academic labs are laboring to break some of the most vexing puzzles given that it appears Covid-19 is more than a “respiratory infection”.  It often presents in unusual ways and can vary in exactly how it behaves differently from patient to patient.  The one absolute certainty is that it is deadly; it can kill swiftly or it can have a patient linger on a ventilator for weeks on end until such time that the intubated patient succumbs. It can strike with vicious rapidity in patients with pre-existing conditions, the elderly, and those with a compromised immunity. It has claimed lives in younger people in good health, physically fit by most metrics.  There is far more unknown than known about this virus that all the efforts of researchers and clinicians will not yield anything like a therapeutic or a vaccine any time soon.  It is here to stay.

New York City was the epicenter of the pandemic in the United States. It hit us hard and fast and became a major medical emergency throughout our Five Boroughs before large swathes of the Country had even become alert to it.  Viral particles spread, prolifically propagating as they jump from host to host.  Once it infects a person it hijacks that person’s cellular physiology, makes its way into the cell nucleus, and thrives within. In this molecular level hostile takeover, the virus utilizes the cell for its own malevolent purposes. As the immune system responds there comes a series of inflammatory reactions each alone clinically difficult to manage; collectively, they can be fatal.  Viruses in this class are exceptionally contagious, very tenacious and resilient in the air and on nonporous surfaces.  Social distancing quickly became the mantra and wearing face masks covering our nose and mouth soon thereafter became highly recommended. New Yorkers by the tens of thousands became shut ins; “sheltering in place” as if a gun toting maniac was prowling our streets.  This novel Corona virus was able to do in short order what no maniac or terrorist could; it rendered the most densely populated City in America a veritable ghost town.

EYE OF THE STORM

As more and more of Our City became shuttered, there was an eerie calm in the concrete canyons. The FDNY-EMS and NYPD had little reason to respond to a call with sirens and airhorns – there was no traffic, they had the streets to themselves.  The only locales of activity were the hospitals many of which were seeing alarmingly escalating Coronavirus cases.  Supplies from PPE to respirators, sanitizers to IV tubing, to the whole array of equipment necessary to care for ICU patients became less available by the day.

The nature of this disease didn’t allow for the most gravely ill to have visitors; no family members to accompany their loved one when their time came to step over to the other side.  More doctors, nurses, technicians, EMT’s and Cops were the last mask-covered faces they would see during their final moments as sentient beings.  And then the bodies began to pile up.

Funeral homes were overwhelmed.  Social distancing precluded memorial services in churches, synagogues, mosques, and other houses of worship.  Next of kin typically never laid eyes on their deceased again once they were admitted to a hospital.  Even graveside services were curtailed.

By early April bodies of victims that were “unclaimed” began being interred in mass graves on Harts Island, the historical home of NYC’s “Potters Field”.  FEMA began sending 53-foot-long refrigerated semi-trailers to some of the hardest hit hospitals including NYU, Bellevue, and Elmhurst.  Bodies were found in U-Haul rental trucks besides some funeral homes in Harlem and Brooklyn.  These had become among the grisly agonies of reality in Our virus ravaged City.

As the number of cases continued to rise each and every City Agency could count Members of Service among the ill and dying.  From the FDNY to NYPD, the Department of Corrections to Sanitation, Transportation and Education, Nurses and aids of the Union 1199, and so many others were lost often leaving their surviving colleagues depressed, disheartened, and worried.  The environs these people worked in posed a level of danger and stress that had never before been so pronounced.

UP TO THE CHALLENGE

As native New Yorkers we have a global reputation of toughness.  As children born into the most complex urban metropolis in America, we simply grow up as products of our environment. Personalities and traits that outsiders see as rude are but our inherent genetic expressions. We as a City, as a diverse, sometimes disparate population have always united during the hardest of hard times.  We’ve squared off to confront every challenge, crisis, hardship or threat.  We are doing so at this time just as we have never failed to do.

Perhaps some among us are praying more than usual.  Certainly, every other New Yorker who might be reading these words has had to take a momentary pause when we learned of an extended family member, neighbor, coworker, acquaintance or familiar face from our daily coming and going having passed away.  Many of us have a profession that comes with higher than normal inherent risk; some of us may reflect on our own mortality, the circumstances and happenstances that shadow us every time we show up for work.

Our City will soon slowly but surely begin to reopen.  Day by day the traffic will increase, the flood of pedestrians will flow, and all the familiar sights and sounds that define life in Our City will again be present.  That will be a good thing for us all.  But maybe it will be wise to hold onto a few of the facts of life we have learned since this plague invaded Our Town.  Maybe not.

Bless All, Good Luck, and Be Well

 










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