Gun Crazy

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Ten seconds.

Ten seconds is how long it takes to tie one’s shoes, or to send a text. But for a sheriff’s deputy last week, 10 seconds was all the time it took between calling in to report a suspect and then calling again to report the boy had been shot.

This is what we know about the shooting of 13-year-old Andy Lopez from the deputy’s perspective: that Lopez, wearing shorts and a blue hoodie, was seen by two deputies walking along Moorland Avenue holding an Airsoft gun made to look like an AK-47. That the orange tip, signifying it as fake, had been removed. That the lights of the deputies’ car came on, that the boy, from behind, was told twice to “put the gun down.” That as he moved to turn around and face the deputy, the barrel of the toy gun “was rising up and turning in his direction.”

We know all too well what happened next: that deputy Erick Gelhaus fired at Andy Lopez eight times, striking him seven times, killing him on the spot.

What we know about the shooting of Andy Lopez from witnesses’ perspectives is that Gelhaus kept firing after Andy Lopez hit the ground, according to a neighbor across the street. That he instructed Lopez to put the gun down from inside the vehicle, not outside, according to two women who were on the block. That after the deputy’s door opened, it took only three to five seconds before shots were fired, according to another man in the neighborhood.

What we know from visiting the site on Moorland Avenue is that the location of the deputies’ vehicle is still marked on the asphalt, very much behind where Andy Lopez was walking. That Gelhaus has stated he “couldn’t recall” if he identified himself as law enforcement when he called out to drop the gun. That by the SRPD’s own admission, Andy Lopez hadn’t fully turned around to see who might be calling to him before he was struck with bullets. That according to the autopsy, he was struck, among other places, in the right hip and right buttock—from behind.

In the week since the shooting of Andy Lopez, more questions than answers have arisen from a community still in shock and still struggling with how a 13-year-old carrying a toy can be killed in plain daylight. “The public expects that the investigation will be thorough and transparent,” said Sonoma County Sheriff Steve Frietas, in a prepared statement. “As sheriff, I will do all in my power to see that expectation is satisfied.”

Likewise, the Santa Rosa Police Department and District Attorney Jill Ravitch have all promised thorough, transparent investigations into the incident. Additionally, after the incident timeline and preliminary autopsy results were released last week, the FBI announced it will conduct its own independent investigation into the shooting, taking all perspectives into account.

But the perspective that’s missing is the one of Andy Lopez—and, tragically, the one person who can offer his perspective is no longer alive.

In marches, vigils and calls to action over the last week, the community has demanded—and deserves—a detailed explanation of what happened last week on Moorland Avenue. But in Sonoma County, detailed facts about officer-related shootings are often impossible to obtain.

Per longstanding protocol after officer-related shootings, the Andy Lopez shooting is being investigated internally by the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office and also by the Santa Rosa Police Department—ostensibly an independent, outside agency. But as many are quick to note, the close relationship and shared duties between these two departments negates any possibility of complete impartiality. Currently, the SRPD is being investigated by the sheriff for an incident earlier this month. How, people are correct to ask, can the SRPD be impartial to the sheriff? And how can the district attorney, a sworn representative of law enforcement, also be impartial in its own analysis?

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Such questions have yet again brought up the need for a civilian review board, which could potentially have subpoena powers and could provide taxpayers with a mechanism to oversee the public servants whose salaries they pay. In fact, a civilian review board was recommended for Sonoma County by the U.S. Civil Rights Commission in 2000, after a one-year probe into a spate of officer-related deaths and the conflicts of interest inherent in local protocol for investigations. Civilian review was criticized by law enforcement, then as now, as unnecessary.

Even longtime activists like Mary Moore admit that civilian review boards aren’t perfect. “I am personally one of those that feels that civilian review boards have their downsides,” she says. But considering the current practice of local departments investigating each other, Moore adds, “I just don’t see that anybody would trust that process to be either transparent or accurate. We definitely need an outside eye on this.”

Longtime police-accountability activist Robert Edmonds points out that in the 26 officer-related fatal shootings that have occurred since 2000—a number that includes deaths caused by Taser—no officer has ever been convicted of any wrongdoing. Edmonds says this underscores the need for outside investigations, even while predicting that civilian review boards can create extra levels of bureaucracy—and won’t always stop complaints. “Police say they’ll be stacked with liberals who are opposed to police at all times,” Edmonds notes, “and liberals will say it’s stacked with conservatives who side with police at all times.”

Still, Edmonds says, something needs to be done to stop the cycle of citizens being shot. Looking at other models in San Francisco and beyond, a civilian review board could be set up in such a way to provide that opportunity. As Marty McReynolds of the ACLU stated last week, “Only such an independent investigation can supply the facts needed for corrective recommendations and give the public confidence in the actions of the agents pledged to protect our community.”

Sheriff Frietas asserts that the existing grand jury serves as the impartial outside body that police accountability activists continue to demand. Comprised of 19 voluntary applicants, the grand jury delivers the final report on the district attorney’s findings into officer-related shooting investigations.

But a community like that of Andy Lopez’s won’t see itself represented in the grand jury. The current grand jury, for example, is very predominantly white and over 50 years old. “Typically, grand jury membership involves a time commitment of some portion of two to three days a week,” reads the grand jury’s operational summary, and who, living in the low-income neighborhood of Moorland Avenue, has that kind of time?

The FBI will investigate the shooting, and has stated that Andy Lopez’s civil rights will be an issue in their investigation. This can hopefully address questions about the shooting’s racial implications and the marginalization of the Latino community at large in Sonoma County. Just this month, Santa Rosa police and SWAT members surrounded a house for 11 hours after reports of a man firing a gun at his wife. Why would officers wait 11 hours when dealing with a man shooting a real gun and only wait 10 seconds when dealing with a teenager carrying a replica gun? Could it be that the man was a middle-aged business developer living in Fountaingrove, instead of a teenager in a hoodie walking in a largely Latino neighborhood?

Chances are that amid the slow investigation process, more facts could come to light via a wrongful death lawsuit filed by Lopez’s family, who reportedly has hired an attorney. This could yield much more information on the shooting than is available to the public or the press, says Santa Rosa attorney Patrick Emery, who represented the family of Jeremiah Chass, a 16-year-old shot and killed by county deputies in 2007.

The wrongful death lawsuit filed by Emery on behalf of the Chass family resulted in a
$1.75 million out-of-court settlement. But it also resulted in a collection of evidence that Emery says conflicted with official reports at the time coming from the sheriff’s department, the SRPD and the Press Democrat.

That evidence was never stifled by a nondisclosure agreement; if the family wanted to, they could have released it, says Emery. “In the Chass case, my clients chose not to speak further once the case was settled. It was their choice simply to avoid further emotional upset, and that was a very emotional personal decision they made.”

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Rather than shield themselves from the public, Andy’s parents, Sujey and Rodrigo Lopez, have been active in marches and vigils for their son, and have demanded that justice be served. If a wrongful death lawsuit were to be filed and evidence collected, it’s likely they would push for its release.

Currently, audio recordings from dispatch continue to be withheld by the sheriff’s department. With further details like post-incident interviews, witness accounts, depositions and the deputy’s personnel records that could come from the “discovery phase” of the legal process, “I think a wrongful death suit would be appropriate, unless there is a complete disclosure of all the facts, and those facts clearly justify what the officers did,” says Emery. “Frequently, the only way to obtain a thorough and detailed explanation of the facts is through a wrongful death suit.”

While select facts on the investigation trickle out from the SRPD, the online background of deputy Erick Gelhaus is disappearing. Gelhaus, a 24-year veteran deputy who served in Iraq and led gang-prevention and narcotics efforts for the department, had no prior civilian shooting record before last week. An avid hunter and gun enthusiast, he served as senior firearms instructor for the sheriff’s department and posted regularly to online gun forums, using his real name. While many of those posts have now disappeared, easily accessible cached pages show that Gelhaus made comments pertinent to the events of last week.

“Does anybody have or know of a location for an AK-47 nomenclature diagram?” he asked in April 2001.

In a 2008 article for S.W.A.T. magazine, Gelhaus wrote that law enforcement is a “contact sport,” and he gives a warning to his trainees: “Today is the day you may need to kill someone in order to go home.”

In 2006, Gelhaus replied to a discussion about being threatened by someone with a BB or pellet gun, and it’s indicative of his knowledge of the investigation process. “It’s going to come down to YOUR ability to articulate to law enforcement and very likely the Court that you were in fear of death or serious bodily injury,” he wrote. “I think we keep coming back to this, articulation—your ability to explain why—will be quite significant.”

Taken together, the posts show that Gelhaus was familiar with AK-47s, was prepared to kill somebody, and knew that should he ever shoot someone carrying a fake gun, the requirement to convey afterward that he feared for his life was paramount.

In a news conference last week, Lt. Paul Henry of the SRPD stated as much about Gelhaus’ testimony after the shooting. “He was able, at least in interviews with us, to articulate that he was in fear of his life, the life of his partner, and the community members in the area. And that’s why he responded in the way that he did.”

Ethan Oliver is the witness who first appeared in front of TV cameras to say that Erick Gelhaus continued to fire at Andy Lopez after the boy had fallen to the ground. Speaking in front of his house four days after the shooting, he reiterated what he saw from his front porch on Moorland Avenue.

Though the autopsy eventually bore out his statements about how many shots were fired, Oliver says that in the days following his statements on TV, he’s been targeted by law enforcement.

“I’ve been harassed real bad over this,” he says. “I’ve been arrested twice in one day, and then I just caught a bogus DUI for nothing because they said they had a report of a drunk driver, which wasn’t the case. They saw me, and then they had six cops follow me. Six cops for a traffic stop. And then twice, they got me. The other one, you know, I kind of understand where their standpoint was on that, because I got pretty extensively verbally violent with them. But to me, it’s still harassment.”

Oliver also notes that the field where Lopez was shot is a common play area for kids with toy guns, where neighborhood children “play with their paint-ball guns all the time.” Oliver’s little brother often played with Lopez, a boy that Oliver describes as a “real good kid.”

“He wanted to be a boxer, he wanted to do a lot of things. He was real friendly, real popular around the school,” Oliver says, as dozens of mourners gather nearby around a candlelit shrine where Andy Lopez was killed. “To me, I really don’t care [about being harassed]. Just as long as there’s justice for this little boy and his family.”

A Just Community

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Every town needs a conscience—
a Jiminy Cricket to its Pinocchio tendencies. In the case of Santa Rosa, and the surrounding county, conscientiousness manifests in the form of the North Bay Organizing Project, a coalition working for those who lack representation and voice in the community. Since forming three years ago, members of the NBOP’s task forces have agitated for Restorative Justice in Santa Rosa city schools, hosted vigils in front of the contested site of a Social Advocates for Youth Dream Center, fought for immigration reform and against deportations, and revived the spirit of protest and democracy in a county that maintains deep stratifications between the haves and have-nots.

On Nov. 3, the NBOP holds its annual public meeting at the Sonoma Academy (only slightly ironic, considering tuition at this college-prep school runs to five figures). The public is invited to attend, with the promise of galvanizing presentations by the NBOP’s immigration task force, education task force and a newly formed transportation/neighborhood development task force. Also presented is an idea whose time has come—the rollout of a transit rider’s union.

Last year’s public meeting featured a who’s who of community leaders, activists and politicians, in addition to a large contingent of regular citizens looking to participate in positive community change. This year’s event promises to carry the same energy. This is a bilingual event with free childcare. “Unite to Win,” The North Bay Organizing Project’s third annual public meeting, gets underway on Sunday, Nov. 3, at Sonoma Academy. 2500 Farmers Lane, Santa Rosa. 4–5:30pm. Free. 707.236.7501. For more, see www.northbayop.org.

Not a Drag

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Appearances can be deceiving. In Cinnabar Theater’s dramatically grounded, musically joyous production of La Cage Aux Folles, the opening anthem, “I Am What I Am,” is presented as a celebration of the art of female impersonation, a chorus of sexy, shimmying men in dresses singing the words, “I am what I am, and what I am is an illusion.”

As directed by Sheri Lee Miller, what’s often staged as an over-the-top spectacle of gender-bending farce and envelope-pushing comedy is revealed as the moving, honest, detailed love story that always existed below the wigs, high heels, feathers and glitter. By anchoring the comedy in clear, recognizable believability, and by keeping the motivations of the characters away from the trap of outsized caricature, Miller—who also serves as choreographer and costumer, with assistance in the latter from Clay David—establishes a rich, gradually escalating sense of emotional risk as these very real people bump, bruise, hurt, heal and, ultimately, love each other.

The nightclub of the title, La Cage Aux Folles—roughly translated as “Birds of a Feather”—is a cabaret on the French Riviera where the nightly stage show features a chorus of spectacular drag queens, with headliner ZaZa the most popular and famous gay performer on the Riviera. ZaZa is the stage name of Alban (Michael Van Why, spectacular, hilarious and moving), who for 20 years has raised a son with his longtime lover Georges, the boy’s biological father (an equally splendid Stephan Walsh, spot-on and marvelous). When their son, Jean-Michel (Kyle Stoner) arrives with news that he is engaged to the daughter of a French politician committed to shutting down all of the gay cabarets in the city, an escalating series of farcical plots is concocted to convince the in-laws that Alban and George are not what they really are.

What begins as two gay men pretending to be straight quickly becomes . . . well, something else entirely, as Alban and Georges improvise their way through a very long dinner party. Ultimately, each member of this affectionately eccentric family has a chance to rediscover and reaffirm his or herself—also rediscovering the love that holds them together—all while dancing their way through some pleasingly eye-popping song-and-dance numbers that show off Miller’s facility for staging everything from jazzy tap-dance numbers to a truly sultry tango.

The multiple Tony-winning 1983 musical was created by Jerry Herman and Harvey Fierstein, adapting a 1973 French stage play by Jean Poiret which itself inspired a series of popular French movies (along with the poorly received Americanized version The Birdcage, in 1996). The tuneful musical, with spirit-lifting songs that may end up battling in your head as the most likely to make you hum out loud, is often played as pure camp, a safe but unsatisfying approach to a show with so much built-in humanity and genuine heart.

The tight six-piece band, under the musical direction of Mary Chun, handles the difficult score with feisty aplomb.

Under Miller’s guidance, the cast meets the challenge of keeping everything real, while not missing the opportunities for bust-out-loud comedy and outrageous surprises. As Jean-Michel, Stoner handles the difficult task of making his character understandable and still likable, even when asking his parents to deny who they are in order to impress the father of the woman he loves. As Anne, Audrey Tatum is appealingly besotted with her fiancée, and as her parents, the stiffly straight-laced Monsieur and Madame Dindon, Stephen Dietz is delightfully prunish and Madeleine Ashe shows the carefree naughty-girl hiding beneath her conservative surface. Some of the show’s funniest moments come from James Pelican as Jacob, Alban’s faithful butler-maid-confidante, who dreams of getting a chance to step into the nightclub’s star-making spotlight. As the club’s beautifully bitchy chorus dancers, aka the Cagelles, J. Anthony Favalora, Jean-Paul Jones, Quinn Monroe, Valentina Osinski, and Zack Turner all shine. Ely Lichenstein, Clark Miller and Valentina Osinski all have their own moments, with Osinski also stepping in as one of the Cagelles.

The deceptively complex set, with hanging panels that instantly change the set from the front of the La Cage stage to backstage, is by David Lear, and Wayne Hovey does nice work with the mood-setting light design.

But the most dazzling onstage effects come from Alban and Georges, whose rocky but real relationship stands at the center of the whole undertaking. Georges’ affection for Alban is obvious, and when Alban takes his own turn with the song “I Am What I Am,” the wounded-but-proud emotional electricity Van Why generates as he sings “I am what I am, and what I am needs no excuses,” the moment is as complex and rich and raw as any speech by Arthur Miller or David Mamet.

La Cage Aux Folles is what it is—one of the best, most life-affirming musicals to appear onstage this season.

Rating (out of five): ★★★★½

Wings of Desire

As a feminist and avid reader, I’m familiar with most of the essential feminist writers of the past century, but Erica Jong, who appears Nov. 1 in Rohnert Park, is one that I’ve invariably passed up. Fear of Flying is one of those titles that pops up endlessly on the shelves of used bookstores; since publication in 1973, it’s sold 20 million copies.

That’s a lot of Fear of Flying floating around. Most covers have semi-salacious, soft-lit photos of women’s torsos, belly buttons, high-heeled feet and half-covered breasts. It was too easy to write off Fear of Flying as cheesy, ’70s romantic schlock or, worse, women’s liberation ridiculousness that would come off as dated and silly, especially in contrast to the sharp, feminist insight of the writers I adored. I assumed it to be the literary equivalent of calling a flight attendant a stewardess.

I was wrong.

Pulpy, paperback covers may have gotten Fear of Flying shelved among Jackie Collins and Danielle Steele, but this is a book that fits infinitely better with Henry Miller and J. D. Salinger (with “Fuck the Pain Away” by Peaches playing softly on the stereo).

Years before Annie Hall, Jong wrote into being the character of a neurotic, psychoanalyzed-to-death, hypersexual New York Jew. Unlike Allen, Jong’s protagonist is a woman, Isadora Wing, a 29-year-old poet who flies to Vienna with her restrained Chinese-American analyst husband on the occasion of the Congress of Analysts.

Freud be damned, the trip sets off a chain of events for the cerebral, quixotic Isadora, one that culminates with her running off on a beer-and-guilt soaked road trip through Europe with Adrian Goodlove, the impotent, swinging, Dionysian English analyst who, like Tyler Durden in Fight Club, represents Isadora’s own compulsion to be free of restraint, to be sexually and socially untethered to what’s “acceptable.” The trip ends in Paris, where Goodlove breaks the news to Isadora that he’s actually as bourgeois as they come, and is returning to his wife and children, leaving her alone in the City of Love. This great tragedy allows for some breathing room, finally void of male influence, that leads Isadora to real self-discovery.

While some sentiments in the book are as dated as Goodlove’s plum-colored turtleneck and corduroys, others still hold weight, at a historical moment when feminism is written off as “been there, done that,” even as a Missouri town makes a teenage girl into a pariah for calling out and identifying the jocks who raped and left her to die in the snow; namely, Isadora Wing’s relentless interrogation of what it means, what it feels like, to be female in a patriarchal, misogynistic social structure. I found it cathartic.

And, yes, this book has sex, lots of it, imagined and otherwise. Sex in hotel rooms and parked cars. And masturbation—no wonder John Updike compared Fear of Flying to Portnoy’s Complaint. And, yes, there is the zipless fuck, Wing’s phrase for the “platonic ideal” of a brief and anonymous affair, a sexual dalliance that begets nothing more and nothing less. Ready-made for controversy, the phrase (and probably the fact that it was conceptualized by a woman) stirred up waves of controversy among America’s false puritans and lent the book the lingering scent of taboo.

I’ve always measured 1973, my birth year, in light of its connection to Watergate. I tell people that I was born in East Los Angeles the same month that Spiro Agnew resigned as vice-president of the United States. Starting now, I’m replacing Spiro Agnew with Fear of Flying as the flamingly bright pop-culture marker for the year that I entered the world.

Copperfield’s Books presents ‘Women’s Night Out with Erica Jong’ on Friday, Nov. 1, at the Doubletree by Hilton. One Double Tree Drive, Rohnert Park. 7pm. $65 admits two (older women are encouraged to bring a younger woman who has yet to discover the book) and includes one book. $20 admits one without book. 707.776.7284.

Hard Truths

There’ll be two kinds of viewers of 12 Years a Slave: the many who didn’t realize American slavery was so terrible, and the few, like Henry Louis Gates, who’ll point out that what went on was far worse than what we see here.

Director Steve McQueen’s third and best film sources a real-life narrative, a bestseller of the 1850s. A free man of New York named Solomon Northrup was knocked out with a Mickey Finn and shanghaied to New Orleans, where he was sold. During his enslavement, Northrup was traded back and forth among cotton, pine and sugar planters. Some masters were relatively civilized (Benedict Cumberbatch plays one). Others were corroded utterly.

As Master Epps, one of the latter, Michael Fassbender embodies a soul caught in a chasm of evil: sadistic yet silly with his selective religion. There are times when watching this monster that it becomes clear why actors often end up with troubled lives: how could you give yourself up to be a sounding-board for these kind of figures and come back from it whole?

The movie is alive with knockout character acting, including a psycho overseer (Paul Dano), Epps’ dead-eyed, vicious wife (Sarah Paulson) and Brad Pitt in a graceful, one-scene role as a self-amused Canadian carpenter. Star Chiwetel Ejiofor’s moral firmness, compassion and natural nobility are perfect for conveying what the institution did to the people it devoured.

12 Years a Slave is a timely movie—even today, revisionists are trying to rewrite these horrors. Such liars are accessories after the fact to our national shame, and they’re fools to deny that the stench of our forefathers’ atrocities doesn’t linger in the air of 2013 America.

’12 Years a Slave’ opens Friday, Nov. 1, at Summerfield Cinemas in
Santa Rosa.

Tragedy Again

My heart goes out to the family and friends of Andy Lopez. The finality of Andy’s passing from this life, like that of my own son, brings another terrible wave of urgency that we keep our fingers on the pulse of what is happening around us, and that we express our love often, before it is too late.

Regarding the many unnecessary deaths by law enforcement, given that the policies in place bring cruel results, why do we let them continue? There’s something backward and very inhumane about shooting first then handcuffing the dying or already dead person and then administering first aid.

All lives have worth, so we must insist on policies that attempt to save all lives. To accomplish that, law enforcement officers must act under the assumption that people are not robots, but are thinking, feeling individuals. When weapons are aimed by police, and orders are shouted, we can expect that fear, confusion and a desire for self-preservation will be one natural reaction. A delayed response is another possibility, while the person is processing what is happening. It is not reasonable to insist under those conditions that commands must be obeyed or else the person annihilated.

How about talking to the person in question, in a nonthreatening manner? How about asking relevant questions?

The old refrains of “I thought he had a gun” or “It was a quickly evolving situation” just don’t wash any more. We pay officers to think on their feet and to be courageous. Responders must take an honest look at their part in how things evolve, and comprehend that by taking a threatening posture toward citizens, the officers themselves are escalating the situation.

I know the difference between a competent response by police and a disastrous one. I have had both. And when it was unexpectedly helpful, I took the time to say so to the responder’s supervisor. If police want to be respected and trusted in the community, they must not only be courageous and respect the people they are paid to serve, but also be truthful when things go wrong, and refuse to align themselves with indefensible patterns of conduct that give the whole profession a bad name. Let’s work together for positive change.

Adrianne DeSantis is the mother of Richard DeSantis, who was shot and killed by Santa Rosa police in 2007.

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Letters to the Editor: October 29, 2013

Justice for Andy

This story makes me heartsick (“13-Year-Old Boy Fatally Shot by Sonoma County Sheriff’s Deputies,” Oct. 23). All of the details will be analyzed by those investigating, and the public will only hear about the most obvious and least critical details. There is so much that is not published, not shared and can’t be rationalized; few people ever hear the whole story unless it goes to a jury. The debates over “toy vs. replica” or “shoot first ask questions later” ultimately are just factors in the more important issue of the lack of communication.

My prayers are with the Lopez family and all others who are feeling pain at the loss of Andy Lopez. My prayers are with the investigators, that they will look into every factor and truly find where justice lies. My prayers are with the officers that if or when they return to duty, it will be with a greater sense of diplomacy and compassion.

Via online

I think that the police officers need to adopt the policy from the military: do not fire unless fired upon. This will 100 percent designate who is an enemy. I can tell from the picture that this is a toy gun. If you ever held an AK-47, you know this is a bulky heavy weapon and not easily carried. I feel for the parents for their loss; I played with toy guns all the time, and never did I have an issue with cops or any law enforcement over it. This officer now has to live with knowing he gunned down a child because he couldn’t tell a toy from the real thing.

Via online

The Personal Is Political

It made me sad to read Rachel Kaplan’s snarky reaction to your article on Bea Johnson (“Refusing Waste,” Oct 23). Full disclosure: I own Kaplan’s book and admire her work. But I live in a regulated senior mobile home park, and can’t raise chickens or even have a compost pile. I’ve enjoyed Johnson’s blog, “Zero Waste Home,” for the past year. It has given me many great ideas, which I have implemented to pare down my own waste.

Scientist Jane Goodhall recently stated that “the world is in a terrible mess, but the place to start making change is in your own life.” I don’t choose to go up against Big Oil, Ag, Pharm and Coal, since these are remote entities to my every day struggle to buy food, pay the bills and keep a roof over my head. Rather than diss Johnson for being a “material anorexic,” Kaplan should keep in mind that we are all in this world together, doing our best to evolve and change as rapidly as the circumstances around us. Please keep publishing articles about local people contributing their own unique skills to creating positive change.

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People Movers

Veolia provides essential human services to both Israelis and Palestinians (“Bus Stop,” Oct. 23). I traveled on the light rail, as it twisted through Arab and Jewish neighborhoods. It was filled with all sorts of people, and was lovely, efficient and affordable—just what you’d want people-movers to be. I hope that, ultimately, our elected officials make their decision based on what’s good for Sonoma County—not on some conflict thousands of miles away.

Via online

Fun With
Data Mining

This idea might actually work (“Monkeywrenching the Data Mines,” Oct. 16). I’m nervous that if I like everything, my pages will be full of stuff I don’t like, like Michele Bachmann. But I can see how snoops and commercial profiling would fail if I feed the beast way too much. If we all do it in a short period of time, ya never know: it might back up like a cybernetic sewer.

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Cooking in Gaza

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In Gaza, where strife and violence are common, home cooking can create a feeling of normalcy, even as the outside world explodes to pieces. ‘The Gaza Kitchen’ by Laila El-Haddad and Maggie Schmitt captures this tenuous balance between pleasure, life, death and the hearth, but it’s not your typical cookbook. Yes, it contains 120 recipes for vegetable stews, seafood dishes, meats and rice. Yes, the book is laden with mouth-watering, full-color photos of luscious herby, peppery and lemony dishes created by talented Gazan home cooks. But it also allots as much page space to tales about cooking, farming and food economy from Gazan people, as well as the “daily drama of surviving and creating spaces for pleasure in an embattled place.” Laila El-Haddad appears for a book talk and recipe tasting on Thursday, Oct. 31, at the Epicurean Connection. 122 W. Napa St., Sonoma. 7pm. 707.935.7960.

On Nov. 2, Sebastopol officially celebrates the opening of the Barlow, —the sleek food, retail and cultural center that’s become a destination spot for townies and tourists alike. The Barlow Street Fair will feature live music from Sol Horizon, the Louies and the Blane Lyon (of Zap Mama) Band. Food and libations will be available courtesy of local vendors and artisans. Check out the place Sunset magazine dubbed the “artisan amusement park” when the street fair kicks off on Saturday, Nov. 2, at the Barlow. Highway 12 and Morris Street, Sebastopol. 4–9pm. Free. 707.824.5600.

A Vigil for Andy Lopez

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When Andy Lopez left his home on a warm, October afternoon, he might have been thinking about what he was going to eat for dinner, or the music he was listening to, or the test he had to take in school later that week. He might have been thinking about a girl. He might have been thinking about how it was time to return a toy gun, one that was half-broken by some accounts, to his friend who lived nearby. He set off; walking by an open field covered in dried yellow weeds, along the bumpy sidewalks and unmaintained streets of an unincorporated area of Santa Rosa.

Little did he know that two Sheriff’s deputies on a routine patrol would spot him holding the pellet gun in his left hand and see it as a real AK-47. Little did he know that those deputies would call dispatch to report him as a suspicious person. Little did he know that those deputies would park their car at the intersection of Moorland Avenue and West Robles and take cover behind the doors. Little did he know that they would order him to drop the gun with their own weapons drawn, aimed to kill. Little did he know that as he turned to his right, one of the deputies would fire on him within seconds, later saying that he feared for his life. Little did Andy know that he would die on that sidewalk; the fatal shots entered through the right side of his chest and the other to his right hip, though in the end, he was shot at least seven times, once in the right buttock.

Andy Lopez was 13 years old. He played in the school band. He was popular and well loved at his school, evident in the hundreds of students and teachers that have turned out for daily protests and vigils since the killing happened on Tuesday afternoon at 3:15pm. His death has gained international attention, stirring up not only intense outrage, but a renewed call for a civilian review board, or a statewide watchdog, or some sort of independent contractor to oversee the investigation. As it stands, the Santa Rosa Police Department will conduct the investigation of the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Department. Since 2000 in Sonoma County, not once has an officer of the law been charged with wrongdoing when a suspect has ended up dead on the ground. Will this case be any different?

A vigil on Thursday night, at the spot where Andy came to a violent end, drew hundreds. I attended with my nearly nine-month-old daughter wrapped close to me in her baby carrier. I kissed her head often and gave thanks for her warmth against me. We set zinnias and roses cut from our garden on the memorial and looked at photos of the handsome, smiling boy from Cook Middle School. People lit candles and prayed, others simply stared at the altar for hours, trying to make sense of the senseless. Aztec dancers performed on the site and conducted a prayer ritual in Spanish for the safe flight of Andy’s soul.

A contingent of middle-school kids—friends and peers of Andy—marched for at least a mile, from Roseland to Moorland, chanting “Justice for Andy” and “Fuck the Police.” They arrived at the field, at the memorial, during the prayer, led by a man who said, “Somos todos Andy Lopez” as the smell of ritual incense burned in the air and a guitar strummed softly in the background. I stood amongst them, thinking about how incredibly young they all looked, still children, just like Andy. They held signs and flowers and balloons and stayed long into the cold night, in that field, wondering how this happened, and wondering when it would happen again.

Oct. 29: Silk Road Ensemble at the Green Music Center

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Just a few weeks ago, the FBI finally shut down the Silk Road, the infamous online black market site where one could buy all manner of illegal contraband from around the globe. Just as worldly, but it’s moral opposite, Yo-Yo Ma’s Silk Road Ensemble traverses borders, just like the classic trade route, with a group of distinguished performers from over 20 countries in Asia, Europe and the Americas. The crosscultural group’s most recent recording, Off the Map, was nominated for a Grammy award; they come to town (note: without Yo-Yo Ma himself) on Tuesday, Oct. 29, for a performance at the Green Music Center. 1801 E. Cotati Ave., Rohnert Park. 7:30pm. $30—$70. 866.955.6040.

Gun Crazy

Ten seconds. Ten seconds is how long it takes to tie one's shoes, or to send a text. But for a sheriff's deputy last week, 10 seconds was all the time it took between calling in to report a suspect and then calling again to report the boy had been shot. This is what we know about the shooting of 13-year-old...

A Just Community

Every town needs a conscience— a Jiminy Cricket to its Pinocchio tendencies. In the case of Santa Rosa, and the surrounding county, conscientiousness manifests in the form of the North Bay Organizing Project, a coalition working for those who lack representation and voice in the community. Since forming three years ago, members of the NBOP's task forces have agitated for...

Not a Drag

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Wings of Desire

As a feminist and avid reader, I'm familiar with most of the essential feminist writers of the past century, but Erica Jong, who appears Nov. 1 in Rohnert Park, is one that I've invariably passed up. Fear of Flying is one of those titles that pops up endlessly on the shelves of used bookstores; since publication in 1973, it's...

Hard Truths

There'll be two kinds of viewers of 12 Years a Slave: the many who didn't realize American slavery was so terrible, and the few, like Henry Louis Gates, who'll point out that what went on was far worse than what we see here. Director Steve McQueen's third and best film sources a real-life narrative, a bestseller of the 1850s. A...

Tragedy Again

My heart goes out to the family and friends of Andy Lopez. The finality of Andy's passing from this life, like that of my own son, brings another terrible wave of urgency that we keep our fingers on the pulse of what is happening around us, and that we express our love often, before it is too late. Regarding the...

Letters to the Editor: October 29, 2013

Justice for Andy This story makes me heartsick ("13-Year-Old Boy Fatally Shot by Sonoma County Sheriff's Deputies," Oct. 23). All of the details will be analyzed by those investigating, and the public will only hear about the most obvious and least critical details. There is so much that is not published, not shared and can't be rationalized; few people ever...

Cooking in Gaza

In Gaza, where strife and violence are common, home cooking can create a feeling of normalcy, even as the outside world explodes to pieces. 'The Gaza Kitchen' by Laila El-Haddad and Maggie Schmitt captures this tenuous balance between pleasure, life, death and the hearth, but it's not your typical cookbook. Yes, it contains 120 recipes for vegetable stews, seafood...

A Vigil for Andy Lopez

When Andy Lopez left his home on a warm, October afternoon, he might have been thinking about what he was going to eat for dinner, or the music he was listening to, or the test he had to take in school later that week. He might have been thinking about a girl. He might have been thinking about...

Oct. 29: Silk Road Ensemble at the Green Music Center

Just a few weeks ago, the FBI finally shut down the Silk Road, the infamous online black market site where one could buy all manner of illegal contraband from around the globe. Just as worldly, but it’s moral opposite, Yo-Yo Ma’s Silk Road Ensemble traverses borders, just like the classic trade route, with a group of distinguished performers from...
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