A Gun In Your Face: Welcome To Inman Park

News is quiet about the "armed robbery," but last night's street was not.


Last night’s armed robbery – attempted armed robbery? Who knows, but a woman had a gun stuck in her face, or was heard to say that she did – has yet to hit the news wires. Hard to say if it ever will. Which is why I’m writing about it now, along with the fact that all this took place just below our second-floor patio. On a busy street. With the usual screaming drunks still milling outside Barcelona Wine Bar less than a block away, waiting for the valet guys to bring their cars.

So the shouts didn’t mean much, at first.

I was half asleep; Joyce, in the living room, heard them. First she heard a squeal of seeming terror that girls (I know I’m supposed to call them women. They are girls) make around here when someone says something to them over their cell phones at which they want to fake surprise. Or when, as I said, they are drunk with friends, clopping down the sidewalk in their heels. Or when, as it seems to have turned out, someone sticks a gun in their friend’s face.

After the squeal, a more coherent yell: “She’s f***ing pregnant!”

The yeller must have meant this to convey, “My friend is pregnant, and therefore you should not shoot her in the face and/or take her money”: rules of robbery that criminals in Atlanta and everywhere else ignore all the time.

Joyce then saw the pair of women clopping back toward Barcelona – running from the gunman, it would be said later. She saw the guy across the street outside of his apartment barking “Hey! Hey!” in the other direction. At the gunman, I guess.

Eventually a large, bored-seeming security guard, the one I’ve seen around the premises before, showed up, Joyce said. Frantic descriptions were given of events, of the gunman, and of his accomplice: a female who wore something white. The security guard asked, “Did you call 911?” and walked away, shaking his head.

A few minutes later, the cops arrived. They did their cop routine, dashing around madly and talking into their radios. Joyce double-bolted the front door. She even locked our bedroom door.

I don’t know if there was an arrest. In truth, I don’t know if any of this really happened, though it seems like an odd thing for people to make up, and from other events lately I can say that the neighborhood absolutely is no longer safe, if it ever was. I am certain I didn’t dream the whole thing, since I couldn’t get to sleep.

Today there was a cop on what once was called, when they did it, “foot patrol." He was grim and concerned, nodding protectively to those he met. People didn't seem to buy it. 

Maybe there will be a news report tomorrow, or next week. Or maybe it’s just not worth mentioning anymore.

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Space Ship May 11, 2012 at 04:07 PM
I detect more of a concern in the story as to whether the females on the phone were women or girls, than the proper way to pick up a phone and dial 911. I'm just glad the girl wasn't truly shot....or worse. Perhaps that would that have inspired a phone call?
Kirkwood Resident May 12, 2012 at 01:14 PM
Cameras in that area would help
Kirkwood Resident May 12, 2012 at 01:18 PM
The Beltline will always be a problem due to easy access to a quick on foot get away. Still worth having, but I would advise the property to put up cameras along main entry points to property. It is so busy this would at least capture more description and vehicles
eastsider May 18, 2012 at 01:22 PM
i find this blog post infuriating on so many levels. starting with the crime, continuing with the "woe is me" attitude of the writer and ending with the response of the security guards, the neighbors and the police. not much empathy for the female victims -- or ya know, girls, as he prefers to call them. seriously, were they in 5th grade? because anyone who's old enough to drive is old enough to be called a woman. whether it's girls or women, the author seems to have a problem with them. what with them screeching, squealing, getting drunk, clopping around, feigning surprise on cell phones, who blames him for it? what i doubt they'll do - if they ever did, those silly, clopping, screeching girls - is read his blog posts.
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