Three weeks ago, I was looking down into my husband’s unblinking eyes, seeing blood spill from his nose and mouth, and feeling my hand trying to stop the bleeding from the back of his head.
In the background someone kept yelling, “Apply pressure! Apply pressure! Apply pressure!”
For a fleeting moment, I was Jackie Kennedy sans the pink Chanel suit and matching pillbox hat.
Why? Because we had just said to a couple of men passing by us on the narrow sidewalk on our block, “Wear a mask!”
In less than a minute, my husband was hit in the face and the back of his head with some kind of weapon and lay unconscious on the sidewalk.
The NYPD and an NYFD ambulance arrived quickly. Francisco — still unable to talk — was taken to the ER housed in the old St. Vincent’s Hospital (so many other — also horrible —memories). I drove around with police officers to “canvass” the neighborhood and see if I could ID the perpetrator. Frankly, I was too hysterical to be of any use to them. But I will never forget the kindness the officers showed me.
Like most crime victims, I immediately blamed us. Why did we say anything? We deserved it.
If we had a president with one shred of decency, wearing a mask would have been established months ago as a moral norm, a way to show care for others. And, if that wasn’t enough, not wearing a mask would be a federal offense carrying a hefty fine. It would not be up to hapless store clerks, flight attendants, and average residents to enforce the law.
The issue of wearing a mask has been weaponized, quite literally, as witnessed by the blood stains on our sidewalk and all the other mask-related violent encounters we read about every single day.
Meanwhile, an entire sector of “Christian” leaders has not only stood silent, they have actively encouraged mass gathering without masks.
As my mother would say, “Dear Jesus!”
I simply cannot believe how far down our nation has fallen in just a few years or that there is even a question about the need for profound and systemic change. In November, let’s start at the top.
Epilogue: You should know that Francisco is doing well — the staples are out of his head (lovely scar), no teeth lost, and the symptoms of his severe concussion seem to be fading each day. The NYPD says that while they have obtained a clear video of the incident, they haven’t been able to ID the attacker. If they can, it should be a felony charge.
The ambulance and emergency room bills were just over $12,000. Because we are among the few Americans who have good insurance, our out-of-pocket will be under $1,000.
Matt Foreman is the former executive director of the National LGBTQ Task Force, the Empire State Pride Agenda, and the New York Gay & Lesbian Anti-Violence Project. He resides in New York City and San Francisco.