I thought this was appropriate for the general forum. Paul Harris is a good writer and this particular subject is relevant as we are all thinking about ways we'd like to improve ourselves in 2004.
''Easy to ignore''
Date: Tuesday, December 30, 2003 @ 00:05:00 CST
By Paul Harris
YellowTimes.org Columnist (Canada)
(YellowTimes.org) – For some while, I have been covering the current events of one of central Africa's nations. Many readers will not know that what used to be known as Zaïre has been called Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) for almost seven years. Further, most readers will be unaware that during five of those seven years, a bloody civil war that eventually involved seven neighboring countries killed more than four million people, which makes it the deadliest conflict since World War II. It's not that readers don't pay attention to the world around them; it's just that the mainstream media has all but ignored this story. The United Nations and other agencies have tried hard to get it on the world agenda but have mostly failed.
Why? Well, no rock stars were coming forth to hold mega-concerts in support of the Congolese. And a civil war killing babies is not as worthy of concern as famine and starvation killing babies. But most important is the primary reason we rarely notice Africa: they're black. As a society, we in Canada claim to be color-blind and tolerant of people's ethnic and racial differences. But we kid ourselves and it is a simple reality that if this civil war had occurred in a predominantly white country, it would have received enormous press and, perhaps, outside assistance to quell the violence. It's over now, but no thanks to us Canadians and the rest of the West.
But Africa is not what this article is about: it's about fifty or so women in East Vancouver. It is a gruesome story and not what Canadians have come to believe about our peaceful, benign country. At the time I am writing this, seventeen of those women are confirmed dead; many more are still counted as missing. It is presumed, however, that the deaths of many of those still listed as missing will be confirmed as police continue their investigations into a pig farm in Port Coquitlam, British Columbia. The investigation is slow and identification of victims is tedious because all confirmation is being obtained through DNA testing -- that's about all that's left of many of these women.
The exact fate of these women is unknown and, perhaps, will never be known. But it is clear that they were transported to this farm, either dead or alive, and their remains were disposed of and hidden. One of the owners of the farm has been charged with several of the confirmed deaths but at this stage, the only indisputable accusation is that DNA of the missing women has been located on his property. The fate of this farmer still rests with a jury but it is these young women that concerns me.
Now, how did I get from the Congo to East Vancouver? The social parallel, to me, is obvious. Africans can be ignored because they're only black; these victims can be ignored because they were mainly prostitutes and drug users, and some were native Canadians. And that made it easy for police to be less than enthusiastic about launching an investigation when the families and friends of these women began to report them as missing.
There is evidence to suggest that some of the criticism leveled against police for their handling of these disappearances has merit. The mother of one of the young women whose DNA has been confirmed at the pig farm launched an assault against the Vancouver police for what she considered to be a callous disregard for her daughter and all the other young women. When she started her campaign to find answers, all she knew was that she had not heard from her daughter for some time. She had no inkling that there might be some serious tragedy unfolding in the east end of Vancouver; she only knew that she wanted to find her daughter.
The young woman in question was known to police and social workers and the mother tried to locate information through the social work offices. Only then did she learn that something awful was occurring in East Vancouver and she approached the police. It appears police had received numerous missing persons complaints but had never taken the step of alerting the public to the possibility of a serial killer on the loose. They do not appear to have stepped up security in the area from which all the women disappeared; they issued no broad warnings to women; they did not assign a task force or special unit to look into where all these women were going. They did not even bother to issue a warning to other ''street'' women in the same area who might have been in peril as potential victims.
Instead, they did what most of us have done with the Congolese: they shrugged and went about other business. It's not like nice girls from nice neighborhoods were missing, just a few seedy folks from Vancouver's unpleasant east side. Perhaps no one would miss them.
Even now that this story is finally unfolding in the media and the courts, it is difficult not to get a sense that people are far more interested in the story of this horrible murderer (alleged) than in his victims. Most people will still see these women with the same sensibilities as the Vancouver police: too bad they were killed, but they were just a bunch of drugged-up natives and hookers.
And much like the story in my opening paragraphs, this is one that smacks of intolerance: intolerance for color, for life style, for ethnicity, for morality, for whatever reasons or personal tragedies may have led these women to the lifestyle so disdained by the police. We have often bragged that Canada is a very tolerant society but we have a great deal to learn about the acceptance of others who might be different from us. Whether it is racial, social, religious, or economic intolerance, Canadians have the same prejudices as we condemn in others.
Recently, there has been talk of a memorial of some sort for these women. It was right and proper to build such a memorial for the fourteen women assassinated at Montréal's Polytechnique a few years back, but don't expect one anytime soon for these Vancouver women. Because they weren't ''nice'' girls, that's a prejudice Canadians are far from being able to let go. But these women are no less our sisters and daughters than the students in Montréal and deserve a similar acknowledgement of how one sick and warped individual ended their lives.
A short while ago, a new family moved in next door to me and they are clearly those swarthy, Middle Eastern types that George Bush is always trying to warn us about. I live in a rural hamlet with only 37 houses so it is a fairly close (and closed) community and that made me wonder how they would fit, whether they might feel like, or be made to feel like, outsiders. When I caught myself thinking that way, I had to examine my own prejudices … and I think I passed the test. Yesterday, I met these new neighbors for the first time when they knocked on my door to give me some Christmas baking and to wish me all the best for the holiday season.
[Paul Harris is self-employed as a consultant providing businesses with the tools and expertise to reintegrate their sick or injured employees into the workplace. He has traveled extensively in what is usually known as "the Third World" and has an abiding interest in history, social justice, morality and, well, just about everything. He lives in Canada.]
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