When "keeping it real" goes wrong:
Police: Even while dying, teen won't talk
Cop asks: Do you know who shot you? He replies: 'I know. But I ain't telling you. . .'
April 20, 2010
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<!-- Article's First Paragraph --> <!-- BlogBurst ContentStart --> Robert Tate wasn't ever going to snitch -- not even when it came to his own murder, according to the Chicago Police.
Tate, 17, was shot in the chest as someone approached him on a West Side sidewalk on the evening of April 12, police say. Seeing that Tate was wounded badly and probably wouldn't make it, an officer asked: Do you know who shot you?
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<!-- BlogBurst ContentStart --> "I know," Tate told him. "But I ain't telling you s---."
That's according to Harrison Area Police Cmdr. Anthony Riccio, who said the murder investigation is focusing on a possible shooter -- even though Tate took his secret to the grave.
"Unfortunately it's almost a culture among the drug dealers and gang members, that code of silence, that 'don't snitch' mentality that they not only have when they're witnesses, but also when they're the victims," Riccio said.
But Tate's mother Cynthia Washington doesn't buy it.
She doesn't know how her son -- a "very respectful child" -- could have told police anything as he lay dying on the scene in the 900 block of North Avers.
"Why wouldn't he tell them who shot him?" Washington wondered.
Riccio responded that Tate was lucid as he spoke to the officer, then died as paramedics tried to save him.
Riccio said it's commonplace for shooting victims whose wounds aren't life-threatening to refuse to cooperate. Just last week, a 22-year-old gang member was on a bicycle in the 500 block of East 88th when he was shot in the thigh. He didn't even want to report the shooting after he was taken to Stroger Hospital.
"But I have never seen anyone take it to the grave," Riccio said.
Police think Tate was killed because of his involvement in the drug trade in Humboldt Park.
http://www.suntimes.com/news/24-7/2176618,CST-NWS-snitch20.article
As far as another young man suffering a early and unnecessary death on the streets, that's hardly an unusual occurrence, I'm sad to say. What elevates the store beyond the everyday tragedy/monotony of Black-on-Black crime is this kid's pathetic adherence to the "stop snitchin'" code even as his life dribbles away.
This sort of appalling ignorance can't be fought by ignoring or covering it up. All these little punk gangsta wannabees who think they're so hard should know there's nothing hard about watching your life end at 17 because bullets don't care how tough you think you are.
If the Klan or neo-Nazis were shooting down Black kids at the rate they kill each other daily, all the usual suspects would be marching down the streets of Washington chanting the same old tired-ass slogans and demanding the federal government mobilize to stop the slaughter.
But when it's just one more dead nigger killed by another nigger likely to end up the same damn way, nobody gives a shit. It's like a self-cleaning oven. Call the cops, tape off the area, load 'em up in the meat wagon and another clueless mommy can wail and cry about how this couldn't have happened to her good boy.
Change the name. The scenario remains the same.
Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse, repeat...
Police: Even while dying, teen won't talk
Cop asks: Do you know who shot you? He replies: 'I know. But I ain't telling you. . .'
April 20, 2010
<!-- Article By Line --> BY FRANK MAIN Staff Reporter/[email protected]
<!-- Article's First Paragraph --> <!-- BlogBurst ContentStart --> Robert Tate wasn't ever going to snitch -- not even when it came to his own murder, according to the Chicago Police.
Tate, 17, was shot in the chest as someone approached him on a West Side sidewalk on the evening of April 12, police say. Seeing that Tate was wounded badly and probably wouldn't make it, an officer asked: Do you know who shot you?
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<!-- begin poll --> <!-- end poll -->
<!-- Fact box starts here -->
<!-- BlogBurst ContentStart --> "I know," Tate told him. "But I ain't telling you s---."
That's according to Harrison Area Police Cmdr. Anthony Riccio, who said the murder investigation is focusing on a possible shooter -- even though Tate took his secret to the grave.
"Unfortunately it's almost a culture among the drug dealers and gang members, that code of silence, that 'don't snitch' mentality that they not only have when they're witnesses, but also when they're the victims," Riccio said.
But Tate's mother Cynthia Washington doesn't buy it.
She doesn't know how her son -- a "very respectful child" -- could have told police anything as he lay dying on the scene in the 900 block of North Avers.
"Why wouldn't he tell them who shot him?" Washington wondered.
Riccio responded that Tate was lucid as he spoke to the officer, then died as paramedics tried to save him.
Riccio said it's commonplace for shooting victims whose wounds aren't life-threatening to refuse to cooperate. Just last week, a 22-year-old gang member was on a bicycle in the 500 block of East 88th when he was shot in the thigh. He didn't even want to report the shooting after he was taken to Stroger Hospital.
"But I have never seen anyone take it to the grave," Riccio said.
Police think Tate was killed because of his involvement in the drug trade in Humboldt Park.
http://www.suntimes.com/news/24-7/2176618,CST-NWS-snitch20.article
As far as another young man suffering a early and unnecessary death on the streets, that's hardly an unusual occurrence, I'm sad to say. What elevates the store beyond the everyday tragedy/monotony of Black-on-Black crime is this kid's pathetic adherence to the "stop snitchin'" code even as his life dribbles away.
This sort of appalling ignorance can't be fought by ignoring or covering it up. All these little punk gangsta wannabees who think they're so hard should know there's nothing hard about watching your life end at 17 because bullets don't care how tough you think you are.
If the Klan or neo-Nazis were shooting down Black kids at the rate they kill each other daily, all the usual suspects would be marching down the streets of Washington chanting the same old tired-ass slogans and demanding the federal government mobilize to stop the slaughter.
But when it's just one more dead nigger killed by another nigger likely to end up the same damn way, nobody gives a shit. It's like a self-cleaning oven. Call the cops, tape off the area, load 'em up in the meat wagon and another clueless mommy can wail and cry about how this couldn't have happened to her good boy.
Change the name. The scenario remains the same.
Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse, repeat...