After Sammy Yatim videos, we’ll all want to see what’s next: DiManno
There is no justification — none — for nine shots in 13 seconds in the middle of the city.
You know when that
kind of lethal fusillade typically occurs in a densely populated urban
area? During shootouts between heedless, sloppy, sociopathic street
gangs.
Cops are supposed to have better judgment.
There would, rightly,
be outrage if feuding thugs with guns started blasting on a
well-travelled downtown artery, much less aiming their fire at a
streetcar. Sadly, this phenomenon is not unknown in Toronto: 11-year-old
Tamara Carter struck in the head by a “stray” bullet in November 2004,
after a man told three youths who had been harassing other passengers on
a Jane St. bus to knock it off; Jesse Kay paralyzed from the neck down
when stepping off an Eglinton bus, blasted three times in the chest at
close range in 2011; Richard Haynes opening fire on a man with whom he’d
quarrelled earlier in the day, Feb. 23, 2009, bullets ricocheting
around the Oakwood Ave. bus as women with children dove out of the way.
That last
incident was recorded in breathtakingly clear images by four on-board
surveillance cameras — horrific footage to watch but impossible to
dispute, which is why Haynes pleaded guilty to attempted murder,
receiving a nine-year sentence. The installation of those unblinking
lenses was part of a $17-million project equipping all TTC ground
vehicles with high-quality cameras.
Presumably, therefore, just as good video images exist of what exactly happened on the 505 Dundas streetcar shortly after midnight Saturday, resulting in the death of 18-year-old Sammy Yatim: Shot by cops.
We rely on indirect
and second-hand ID because neither the cops nor the Special
Investigations Unit have yet released the victim’s name. This, just for
starters, is unacceptable. Death by cop, or in any violent
circumstances, is not a private matter. As harsh as it may sound, the
dead don’t have any right to privacy, to be anonymously mourned by loved
ones.
The nameless are also
the faceless and too easy to ignore. Further, the whole community has
something at stake when so public and alarming an event occurs. Yet
police in this country have become accustomed to withholding
information, as they choose, ducking behind the curtain of privacy laws
selectively wielded.
Similarly, if
we were to depend on cops for a forthright account of what transpired in
and around Car 505, the truth might never come out. Are there witness
officers, those who can be compelled to answers questions from the SIU?
Or are they all subject officers, who by law have the right to lawyer up
and decline interviews? That would depend on how many of the cops
present discharged their firearms — another detail not yet disclosed,
though SIU investigators would have gathered all the weapons by now.
In olden days — about
15 minutes ago — we would have relied on witness accounts and
investigator interviews (if their contents were ever disclosed) to
understand how such a dreadful outcome resulted, the killing of what may
have been yet one more mentally distressed individual who challenged
police officers. That knife-brandishing person does not appear to have
put any civilians at significant risk because, according to one
passenger who spoke to the Star afterwards, the young man had ordered
everyone off the streetcar just west of Bathurst St. It’s been claimed
the victim was even pleading for help, left alone on that streetcar.
There was no innocent bystander in his immediate vicinity.
There was no gun in a crazed man’s hand.
There was no close-quarter struggle.
There was little
likelihood the disturbed individual would take the rail-bound public
vehicle on a police chase, as did Richard Kachkar, with such tragic
results, in his commandeering of snow plow.
There was, in fact, no
“showdown” — the word applied by media to whatever provoked the lethal
use of force by cops — at least not as indicated by citizen-journalism
video that captured the event, snatches of cellphone
video posted online. One, in particular, shows the teenager standing
just above the well of the streetcar’s front door. It’s not clear if
Yatim is the person who can be overheard saying — on one enhanced
version of the audio — “You’re a pussy. You’re a f---ing pussy.” What
can be heard are the repeated orders from police to “drop the knife.”
And then the relentlessly bang-bang-bang, bang, stop, bang, stop, more bangs still.
One knife, multiple
guns unholstered, and no reason — to these eyes — why the situation
might not have been de-escalated. Certainly there seemed no necessity to
rush toward an avoidable climax; perhaps wait for police experts in
negotiation to arrive.
Instead, a Toronto
family is planning a funeral and yet again police will be assailed for
imprudent action taken in the heat of the moment. But was it so very hot
and seething?
Studies conducted by
criminologists have indicated that roughly one-third of police shootings
in Canada that resulted in death or injury involved people either
diagnosed or suspected of mental illness.
We don’t kill crazy
people, do we? Well, I guess we do, or cops do, and they rationalize it
as an appropriate response to a threat. After-fact review routinely
agrees with those decisions.
But the world is
changing. An officer’s word need no longer be the determining factor.
There are eyes-on everywhere, and ubiquitous gadgetry to record what’s
in dispute.
Coroner’s inquests
have been held, over and over, at least 10 probes of fatal shootings by
police in Toronto over the past two decades: Lester Donaldson, Edmund
Yu, Wayne Williams, Reyal Jardine-Douglas, Sylvia Klibingaitis, Michael
Eligon, Byron Debassige, Otto Vass — the names of the dead go on and on,
purported menaces to the public and police, whether wielding a paring
knife or a pair of scissors but really armed with little more beyond the
paranoia in their head and irrational behaviour exhibited.
The coroner’s
recommendations are inevitably the same: better training for officers,
better access to treatment when people are in mental crisis,
intercession before a situation erupts in lethal firepower — such as the
mobile crisis intervention teams that have been created for some
Toronto police divisions, incorporating a plainclothes officer and a
psychiatric nurse.
Police say those units
are not equipped to respond to immediate threats of violence, which
rather negates their usefulness when most required, if the assertion is
to be believed.
It’s quite true that
cops aren’t social workers; they react to the situation unfolding before
them, not to the potential mental disturbance of a subject. Yet
front-line officers deal every day with psychiatric patients and the
mentally compromised — many of them dangerous in the moment only because
they’ve gone off their meds, spiralling out of sensibility.
How can the likelihood of such encounters not be a vigorously addressed component of their training?
There’s been entirely too much looking back, as if in helplessness over fatal consequences.
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