Posted on 12/12/2009 9:01:33 AM PST by Clintonfatigued
Her choppy blue-and-blond hair hiding the fear in her eyes, a 15-year-old voiced her dislike for a hip-hop music group and got punched in the face by a classmate. The whole thing was caught on tape, and social media helped police in their investigation.
A crowd of six to 10 classmates were following the self-described emo girl and her boyfriend home from school in Newark, Ohio, on an autumn day in September. Some kids were taping it and others were egging on the assailant, who was on the school wrestling team. It all started because Alexis Xanders doesn't like Insane Clown Posse.
One of the students who recorded the incident contacted Xanders on MySpace and sent her the video two months later. The teen says she wanted something done, so she uploaded the video to YouTube and CNN iReport last week.
While only six to 10 people witnessed the alleged assault, the video has received more than 1,000 views on CNN iReport to date.
A local newspaper reporter saw the video and alerted the local police department, says Newark Police Sgt. Scott Snow. A police report was filed Sept. 24, and authorities are investigating the other kids in the video who were goading the suspect.
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The writing below the image sez:
EMO: like Goth, but for pu**ies
Cape May (which is south of the Mason Dixon line, btw) is very nice. Stay away from Wildwood slightly upshore, however, unless you want to attend a mullet convention (and I'm not talking about the fish). The Jersey Shore has nicer beaches than most of Florida and all of California, IMHO.
Anyway, I hope that a few of these thugs head off to the DH for this one.
"Get off my lawn"
Yeah, my neighborhood where I grew up was full of Kowalski-types (both in name and deed). We didn't have gangs and punks like that. Everybody took care of each other. Something like this would not have happened.
Yeah....I grew up in PA, so I’m at least vaguely familiar with the high and low points of NJ...The nice parts you mention have autumn foliage every bit as beautiful as anywhere in New England.
It was a large school and had 3 stories....you had 5 minutes to get from one class to the next and the halls were shoulder to shoulder no time for fights. If you were late, you got marked and too many lates and you were sent to the principals office...We also had an actual Truant officer that called my house a couple of times.....
I laugh about it today but came home from school one day and my mother asked me where I was, when I said school, she replied that's not what the truant officer said...
I am so sorry your school years were not like mine. The biggest worry I had was if I wouldn’t get 100 on a Friday test. I high school I never worried about anything but if the varsity could win that week, or whether I would drop my baton during the halftime show. I guess a few people were picked on, but it was friendly and for forgetting to wear their pearls on the exact right sweater type, or forgetting to polish their white bucks or saddle shoes.
Thank you for giving me such wonderful memories and I am sorry your memories make your day less joyful.
Have to disagree, its nothing like it was 50 years ago...a fight after school was so rare I still remember the one I saw in the 6th grade.
It might be related to where you were, too...
But, from my own direct experience, what I see now is what I saw before. You might think it's a bit of an exaggeration to say that one doesn't know if they will come home alive or not, by the end of the school day -- but in my case, this was the facts of the matter. Everyday you didn't know if you were coming home alive.
The school year started off with a shooting, a killing and several wounded -- and continued throughout the year with beatings and "rumbles" and students beating up teachers, parents beating up teachers, and students beating up students.
I transferred to another school, after that one (moving to Oregon) and it wasn't like that. It was more of a "preppie school" -- but it was in that school, too -- that I had my "go-round" with the school bully and put him in the hospital, for him never to return to school again.
Even in that preppie school, there were "fights after school" where people would go out and hang around to see the big fight that everyone knew was coming on after school. I was in one of those myself, when the friends of that bully I beat up, came around me challenging me. I was there after school, too... LOL...
So, although the circumstances that I see today are the same as what I saw 50 years ago -- again, it also depends on where you're at. In one place you might not see it, while in the next place, it's going on, just like that -- at the very same time (and in the same generation of students...).
I've seen that directly, myself.
Geez, I went to school in Detroit, it use to be a great city....
Sorry but I have to disagree. Parents these days refuse to accept blame that their little darlings do anything wrong. I raised 4 sons and dealt with lots of parents. I knew just when my sons did something wrong & they would tell me. I would find out any way, lol. If I felt my sons were right I would back them 100%. If they lied then they faced the consequences. But I learned when the parents showed up it was usually to scream that it was my son's faults etc. Never their innocent angels. My sons were taught to fight & if anyone came within their personal space & hit them, then they were to hit back. My youngest son was quite the fighter in his last 2 yrs of school. However he never started fights.
Girls can be quite horrid too. My oldest daughter was attacked by a cheerleader & her little gang. Risa had taken kick boxing & she cleaned their clocks. She was suspended but we didn't care. Being able to defend yourself starts IMHO as a child. My children were taught how.
I am so sorry your school years were not like mine. The biggest worry I had was if I wouldn’t get 100 on a Friday test. I high school I never worried about anything but if the varsity could win that week, or whether I would drop my baton during the halftime show. I guess a few people were picked on, but it was friendly and for forgetting to wear their pearls on the exact right sweater type, or forgetting to polish their white bucks or saddle shoes.
Well not all the years were like that. The ones at that one that I described were, and it was no exaggeration that people were getting killed (shot and knifed and beat up). And the amazing thing is that it happened to the teachers too, with either the students and the parents getting in on it.
Now..., you knew it was "really bad" there, when during the lunch break, everyone would break up into two groups and each group had their own area of the yard to be (it was whites and mexicans). You didn't dare cross that invisible line (that everyone knew was there but you couldn't see it... LOL...) -- or else you were in for a pounding or being knifed for sure.
One time a friend and me were walking down the hallway and all of a sudden my friend got beat up and pounded on and he didn't know why. He found out it was because he "looked the wrong way" at a mexican. So, you had to be careful that way, too.
I'm willing to bet it's even worse today than what I'm describing from 50 years ago. I have no doubt.
But, that was not the entirety of my school years. I did move after that (probably as a result of that school, too... :-) ...).
Thank you for giving me such wonderful memories and I am sorry your memories make your day less joyful.
The next school (and during my high school years) it was in another state (Oregon) which was so much better and it was a sort of preppie school (that's what I call it). But the fights still went on there, too. I got in a few myself, through no fault of my own, but just the way things turn out sometimes.
So, I didn't have a bad time there and went on to college from there -- and that was the "norm" there, as that school had the highest percentage of students graduating from that school and going on to college, compared to any in the state.
High School and college days -- they "were the days my friend... we thought they would never end..." LOL...
Sorry but I have to disagree. Parents these days refuse to accept blame that their little darlings do anything wrong.
Well, you disagree, but from direct experience, of my own, on both ends of it, the parents are the last to know. Now, they may suspect something and see something is not right, but that doesn't tell them what it is.
The fact of the matter is that the kids kept things from their parents 50 years ago (and I know this from myself and other kids, too). You'll never convince me that parents really "know" what is going on... LOL..
And today, having been involved in it from being somewhat conversant with what soe youngsters do (with me not having any parental authority over some that I've been acquainted with), I also know that they get away with a lot that their parents never know.
If you say there are parents who "know" what their kids are doing, I'll come up with 50 who don't know and although they may suspect, they just don't "have a clue"... :-)
Geez, I went to school in Detroit, it use to be a great city....
I was describing a certain area of Dallas, North Dallas, and in the area where the mexicans and whites crossed over... big time fights around there... :-)
Agree. It always amazes me how many people (even on FR) don’t know the difference between unlucky people and a sick culture.
The culture was sick 50 years ago... it just took time for it all to manifest itself as it is now...
Now, they may suspect something and see something is not right, but that doesn't tell them what it is.
If they do then they ought to find out what their child did wrong. I don't allow lying in my house. My children (all now adults but the 10 yr old) know it & they know if I catch them it won't be pleasant. I am lucky they still fear mommy somewhat or they just don't like it when I get upset. Whatever it is I am glad it still works. I also think some parents are like my parents were, they just don't care to know what is going on. As long as the police aren't at their door all is fine. But I still say many parents are quite aware of what their brats are doing. And you won't change my mind. I have 6 children & a few I've fostered along with them. It all comes out & they tell on each other. Or you hear them talking. I am a nosy mother, lol.
And sometimes the parents are the last to know because they will rip off your head and leave a bloody stump for a neck if you tell them something they don’t want to hear about those darlings.
Been there, done that.
They can then deal with the consequences of their delusional parenting.
Now why did you have to do that? lol
I just had dinner!!!
I had my doubts about his story until we put the tape in the VHS. LOL....he kicked the crap out of the 2 that approached him and then jumped on the idiot with the camera. I loved it.
Tape them. Great idea for bully victims.
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