Translation: There’s Police Underneath the…
For some particular reason, that “traditional” Filipino folk song appeared in my mind right as I’m preparing to write about what I am about to write. And if you’re wondering, yes, it does involve the police. This particular incident also isn’t a laughing matter either because it’s one of those situations where someone you are familiar with (not necessarily close with) would ever get in to such a troubling situation such as this.
Last night (since it’s almost 3 am here) we had a dinner party to celebrate my mother’s birthday, even if it already took place on 9/16th. Usual people, family friends, relatives, friends with their significant others, little kids here and there, just a typical, simple, run-of-the-mill Filipino/Asian gathering. Plenty of good food, good drinks, good movies, good games, and good talks regarding what’s going on in life. When time came, the guests headed back home with the exception of one uncle and aunt, who decided to stay a bit longer for more talks (they live in the same town, so it’s not a problem for them to go home late).
During our talks, one of my friends came downstairs after talking on his cellphone with another friend and let us know that our neighborhood is swarming with cops. Six police cars, one K-9 unit vehicle, and another SUV and they were right in front of our house. Our front window downstairs was open at the living room and I immediately saw red siren lights all about, which confirmed what my friend just announced. A few of us panicked at first but we knew we didn’t do anything wrong that would draw a whole swarm of cops at the front of our house.
My brother peeked through the window a bit and saw some K-9 officers dashing across our lawn, heading towards the house next door. Right then my parents knew that our next-door neighbors are in trouble with the police again. You see, the homeowner of that house already has a record with the police, primarily regarding her rather out-of-control antics inside the house. We know because even if all internal conflicts took place inside the house, this woman’s thundering voice echoed throughout the entire neighborhood. There had been some situations in which cops would arrive at our house to visit the folks next door, but I’m not going to talk about those situations because those are pretty much nothing compared to what just happened a few hours ago.
There was just yelling and screaming going on next door, particularly the female homeowner who I think just totally lost it… screaming out nonsense and simply acting like the police were on her side rather than her getting arrested for… I’m not quite sure how to put it… disturbing the peace of this neighborhood? The son was also arrested for possible domestic violence, but I do have a feeling that he’ll eventually be released and that they only took him in for questioning/interrogation.
My sisters stayed upstairs to witness the whole thing with the lights closed in their rooms along with two of our friends. The rest of us just stepped outside the house and watched the entire scenario through the gates. During the situation one police officer walked over to our gate to ask some questions, plus my father gave his name, phone number, and the address of our house (it’s dark so it’s hard to see the house number) in case the cops may want to contact the neighbors for more information regarding our neighbors. This was one of the very few incidents that’s ever happened in our neighborhood that would take an entire police squad to take on this case and restore our usual peaceful night (it was around 11:30 pm – 12:00 midnight). Basically, our party ended right after the police cleared out our neighborhood and the uncle and aunt were able to leave.
I’ve gathered some info from the family and from the neighbors about what really happened. From what I gathered, there was another argument between the homeowner and her son. What they were arguing about was not important, however the verbal exchange got somehow a bit violent. The dispute got so bad that somehow the son locked his mother out of the house. Before that, the son’s girlfriend (fiancee?) exited the house and ran to her car, thinking she was probably running away from the situation. Instead she was dialing 911 to call the cops in hopes of breaking up this messy dispute. A neighbor saw the girlfriend/fiancee exit the car after the police arrived, so everyone just assumed that she was the one who called the cops.
Both the mother and son were cuffed and escorted to the police car, however the mother was the one that took the most effort of a lot of police officers. She was screaming, yelling, and calling out random jibberish, whether if it was in English, Spanish, or a mix of both. (Lucky for me I took Spanish in high school for four years so I was able to get a grasp of what she was screaming about) For a little woman she was indeed very strong and wrestled herself against the cops that it took about seven of them to carry her all the way to a stretcher and even put her on a straitjacket and escorted her all the way out of her house. I don’t know if they sedated her or something but even if it may seem comedic to some people due to her erratic, hysterical behavior during the matter, it was also horrific to witness at the same time. While we were watching the entire scene behind our house gates, we even overheard the police talking to a dispatcher mentioning something about Santa Clara. We started to wonder why on earth would they mention Santa Clara when it’s about 20 miles down south from where we are? Then we figured that because she was on a stretcher and on a straitjacket that they may probably have to send the neighbor to a mental institution.
It was very hard to describe in full detail about this woman’s erratic behavior during that night. All we know though was that she seriously lost her sanity and had gone cuckoo if you know what I mean. She just babbled nonsense about being “free” in America and even thought that the police were even going to bring her to an eyewitness protection program as if she was accusing her own son of being the culprit and would be going after her to kill her or something. She even started cursing out at the same time, such as fuera de la mi casa, demonio! (get out of my house, demon!), and things such as The Lord will protect me and all of you shall be perished! Again, it may seem hilarious to some people, but to me she looked like she had been possessed by the devil.
Today, the neighborhood became very peaceful. We don’t hear her screaming voice coming out from her property. The house seemed unattended and empty too as if the girlfriend/fiancee also left the house after last night. There have been a few neighbors coming over to our house gossiping about last night and my father was present (tending to the garden as always) and freely gave information. My father was the only one who would usually converse with our next-door neighbor. In fact, when my siblings and I were still little, we used to be friends with the son. As we grew older, we ended up living our own lives with different people, so we don’t make as much contact as we used to anymore.
My mother’s reaction was that this particular birthday party would be one party she would want to forget because of what happened. Luckily our underage nephews and nieces already went home before the cops came. We did not want to see situations like last night that could haunt them and end up becoming fearful of coming over to our house. I don’t particularly know what’s going to happen to that family next door or what’s going to happen to their house. The construction equipment that belonged to the contractor who did some renovations at our house still remained in that house because this lady refused to pay the contractors because she “didn’t like” the color of the paint of the house. To us, it’s more of like “I don’t want to pay you.” Well, what’s up with that then? If you got the money for the renovation, then go for it, but if you don’t, then don’t until you get money later. My siblings already declared the neighbor being completely insane because of that situation. There were other cases but will mention that much later.
Ah well. On with the present life. :|