Another day, another #familyviolence incident in New Zealand. Writing a thread to process my thoughts...
I witnessed a nasty domestic today. Young men and women fighting in a cul de sac on a rainy New Plymouth day at 11am.
I witnessed a nasty domestic today. Young men and women fighting in a cul de sac on a rainy New Plymouth day at 11am.
2/ I was dropping something off at a friend& #39;s place at the time, and I quickly came inside when fists, rocks and bottles started flying. I said we need to call the cops right now. I heard "oh it& #39;s not really worth a 111 call" "oh they are stopping now anyway" ...
3 / "happens all the time" etc. My phone was in the car on the street. Everyone else was busily setting up for a party and ignoring what was going on outside. I watched from the window for a minute. Presumably a neighbour called (thankfully), as the cops quickly appeared.
4/ By then most of the people had moved on. As I had seen everything, I went out and made a statement to the police, who were very professional and good to deal with. It was the least I could do. It broke my heart to see young children watching from their window...
5/ ... some even getting amongst the fight. I saw adults at the house drinking passively on the front porch. They didn& #39;t seem interested in intervening or assisting. Those fighting were clearly on something. Their rage had clouded any sliver of judgement or self-awareness of ...