Gordon Kendall and Jeffry Ivans, two B.C. kids involved in the drug trade got shot up in Mexico. I'm not going to mock their death. On the contrary, I want you to take a look at these two kids. They don't look like gangsters. They look like Bob and Doug McKenzie. Two fun loving Canadians from the Okanagan who like to party. http://www.canada.com/news/killed+Mexico+were+involved+drug+trade+police+confirm/2041210/story.html
They could be your kids. They could be your friends. They are a reminder of the dangers of gangs and the drug trade. Can't you just see these two with a beer in their hand saying "Party up dude." Living it up in Puerto Viarta. "Dude if they could see us now." Well we did and it made our hearts shrink.
A newspaper from Mexico posted some very disturbing pictures of the dead bodies after they were shot up. The first thought that came to mind was that it was tasteless to do so. Yet there's something about watching a death on TV or reading about it in the paper that distances us and disassociates us from the event. Seeing the photos brings it up close and personal.
I was surprised how much blood there was. I thought they were shot not cut up. Yet when people get shot they bleed. Something we only see glimpses of in the movies. Then seeing Gord lying there shot up covered in blood with his eyes open brought it home and made me feel to close his eyes and cover the body with a white sheet. It made me think of the movie Shake Hands with the Devil where the Peacekeeper struggling to protect innocent lives amid a senseless genocide is overcome when the road is covered with dead bodies - men women and children, slaughtered.
Instead of driving over the dead bodies he gets out of his vehicle and starts pulling them off the road and lining the bodies side by side in grave positions. It was a small act of dignity in a senseless sea of violence.
Now if this was Jarrod or Jonathan Bacon or one of the Hells Angels profiting from this drug war, then I would be much less compassionate. It's just seeing their picture drove home to me the fact that this could be our kids, our friends, this could be us. The temptation the money the drug trade brings is real. For me driving around in a Hummer or an Escalade isn't a temptation. I hate those cars. Yet when we see the price of land and the limited wages honest work brings one can see how real the temptation is.
It reminds me of the crack epidemic that swept New York and LA in the /80's. The Crips and the Bloods were networking up the coast all the way to Seattle. A 12 year old kid could go to school and face a life time of working for minimum wage or he could sell crack, wear gold chains and drive around in limo's. The temptation was real but likewise the consequences were often fatal.
Some argue that increasing jail terms will not solve the problem because if these guy's aren't deterred by death, they won't be deterred by jail time. Although there is some merit to that argument we still need to reform our judicial system. House arrest for trafficking cocaine for the Hells Angels is wrong. We are enablers and have thereby become accomplices to these murders.
Let's remember the horrific reality of their death and let us remember that the puppet master is still exploiting these kids and getting off scott free. We need to reform the judicial system and we need to rat out the real rats who profit from this kind of exploitation. Report Hells Angels to Crime Stoppers: 1 800 222 - 8477 (TIPS)