Tuesday, January 29, 2019
Seven Fat Cows 2.4: Unintended consequences
Part of the protocol was to have multiple people interview the people closest to the outbreak. The intention of the multiple interviews was to glean as much information as possible.
Clara was interviewed for six hours straight. Four different interviewers were involved. Due to language issues, there was an interpreter.
Clara was intimidated by the interviewers. She knew they were cops. She could see the bulletproof vests and pistols. And they wore face masks. She assumed they were going to rape her. The good news was that they would let her live, otherwise they would not have bothered with the masks.
The interpreter was attempting to impress the officials. He intended to get paid a lot of money. He kept rushing Clara, promising dire consequences if she did not answer with perfect honesty or did not answer them quickly.
The protocol was very clear that some questions were to be asked several times and must be asked verbatim. One of them involved the number of children and other people living in the house.
The interpreter, intent on impressing the officials with his speed and efficiency truncated the question and asked about “her children”. Clara never mentioned her deceased sister’s children.
After the interviews, ambulances queued up outside the Section 8 housing and her biological children were taken, one to an ambulance to be transported to quarantine.
Up until that point Clara had believed the best about Americans. And then she knew: The story of White People draining blood from Blacks to make medicine must be true. She knew her children were dead.
There was nothing left to hold her in St Paul and every reason to leave. She would move in with her cousin and start over.
She gathered up her sister’s children from where they been hiding and went down to the Catholic Church. She was close to one of the older men who worked at the Saint Vincent de Paul food bank. She told him that her sister had died (which was true) and that she needed transportation to the funeral (which was not true).
The old man had no family. He had nothing better to do. He went to the ATM and withdrew $500 and threw a mattress into the back of his old, plumber’s van. After all, it was a long drive from St. Paul, Minnesota to Bladensburg, Maryland, seven miles from the United States Capitol building.