The city of Philadelphia made news this week, and as usual, it did for all the wrong reasons.
Dozens of people from Southwest Philadelphia gathered Sunday night at Finnegan Playground to dance, grill, and eat while celebrating recent graduates from area high schools. But by Monday morning, many of them were together again in a rowhouse near the playground — mourning Isiaka Meite, 24, who was killed during a mass shooting that erupted in the middle of the celebration.
Senseless. I remember growing up we would settle arguments with fistfights, then usually shake hands afterward. Now someone looks at you the wrong way and a gunfight erupts.
The mass shooting — which killed Meite and injured five others, including four teens — put a grim punctuation mark on a bloody Father’s Day weekend in Philadelphia. Police said that on Saturday and Sunday, 28 people were shot — five fatally — in 19 incidents across the city. It was the highest number of shooting victims recorded in a 48-hour stretch in the city since at least the beginning of 2015, police statistics show.
In total, more than 550 people have been shot in Philadelphia this year, according to police statistics — an average of more than three per day.
The truly sad part of all this is the Philadelphia District Attorney’s Office is enabling these slaughters by giving gun criminals a slap on the wrist, and not vigorously prosecuting the most egregious offenders. The city has become the modern-day equivalent of the wild west, and the bodies will continue piling up.