Charlie LeDuff / The Detroit News
DETROIT -- This city has not always been a gentle place, but a series of events over the past few, frigid days causes one to wonder how cold the collective heart has grown.
It starts with a phone call made by a man who said his friend found a dead body in the elevator shaft of an abandoned building on the city's west side.
"He's encased in ice, except his legs, which are sticking out like Popsicle sticks," the caller phoned to tell this reporter.
"Why didn't your friend call the police?"
"He was trespassing and didn't want to get in trouble," the caller replied. As it happens, the caller's friend is an urban explorer who gets thrills rummaging through and photographing the ruins of Detroit. It turns out that this explorer last week was playing hockey with a group of other explorers on the frozen waters that had collected in the basement of the building. None of the men called the police, the explorer said. They, in fact, continued their hockey game.
Before calling the police, this reporter went to check on the tip, skeptical of a hoax. Sure enough, in the well of the cargo elevator, two feet jutted out above the ice. Closer inspection revealed that the rest of the body was encased in 2-3 feet of ice, the body prostrate, suspended into the ice like a porpoising walrus.
The hem of a beige jacket could be made out, as could the cuffs of blue jeans. The socks were relatively clean and white. The left shoe was worn at the heel but carried fresh laces. Adding to the macabre and incongruous scene was a pillow that gently propped up the left foot of the corpse. It looked almost peaceful.
What happened to this person, one wonders? Murder in Motown is a definite possibility. Perhaps it was death by alcoholic stupor. Perhaps the person was crawling around in the elevator shaft trying to retrieve some metal that he could sell at a scrap yard. In any event, there the person was. Stone-cold dead.
A symbol of decay
The building is known as the Roosevelt Warehouse, once belonging to the Detroit Public Schools as a book repository. Located near 14th Street and Michigan Avenue, the warehouse burned in 1987 and caused something of a scandal as thousands of books, scissors, footballs and crayons were left to rot while Detroit schoolchildren -- some of the poorest children in the country -- went without supplies.
The building was eventually sold to Matty Moroun, the trucking and real estate mogul who is worth billions of dollars and is the largest private property owner in the state of Michigan. Among other properties, Moroun owns the decrepit Michigan Central Rail Depot that squats directly next to the warehouse. The train station has become the symbol of Detroit's decay. Like much of his property in southwestern Detroit, Moroun's warehouse and the train station are gaping sores.
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This story has been in the news in Southeast Michigan today. I was listening to it on the radio, and one of the guys asked an interesting question - what part of the story is most shocking?
Is it:
- The media for "sensationalizing" a story with a relatively graphic picture?
- The fact that this homeless guy had been dead for as much as a month?
- The fact that other homeless people living there had basically ignored it?
- The fact that people playing a hockey game there saw the body and did nothing (except they went on with their game)?
- The fact that when someone did call, they called a reporter not the police?
- The fact that the police failed to show up until several calls had ben made?
- The fact that 1 person in 50 in Detroit is homeless?
- The fact that the building, like thousands of others in old Detroit, has stood derelict for years, despite being owned by a billionaire who could have paid the relatively small amount it would cost to have the building razed.
There was another point made on the radio show that the cops had not shown up because the guy was dead and there were other people who needed police help (i.e. limited resources). Maybe you find this more shocking than the other points.
One caller to the radio show made a point that people in some parts of Detroit (and, one suspects, other big cities that are decaying) are desensitized to that which most of us (I would like to think) would find impossible to just walk past. For me, this is I suppose the most shocking part - that a human life can be treated with such disinterest. At one time, 20 or 30 years ago, this corpse was someone's newborn baby, full of hopes, dreams and potential. Now all that has ended on a pool of frozen water at the foot of an elevator shaft in a derelict building - and nobody gives a shit. What a tragic epitaph, not just for the deceased, but for society, and arguably also an interesting metaphor for a city.
I'd be interested to hear what others think. BTW, within the link there are photos which some may find graphic.
Frozen in indifference: Life goes on around body found in vacant Detroit warehouse | detnews.com | The Detroit News