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Wilmer

Valdespino grew in the July 5, in Petare. Studied with the Salesians, was a catechist, cultural animator, musician, organized vacation plans, was a technician in electronics, health was more punctual than Omar Vizquel's glove, took enough sense of humor mamazón 'inherent to every inhabitant of the neighborhood, and when death caught him was resting at home, taking one of the few breaks that gave him his last job: Police officer was Baruta. A fellow named Vicente Páez-a lay Salesian community to whom he has corresponded, in the last days of the first 97 and 98, move in all legal with a surprising claim in his hands and remember, as the boy sanote, organizing children's activities, which surprised everyone with his sudden decision to become a police officer.

His death occurred, according to testimony of his neighbors, as follows: I was sleeping on December 25 at about one o'clock in the morning, imagine if he was healthy, going to sleep while the other men and we have settled settle a few bottles of whatever, "when one of his brothers was to get out of bed because she had just had an encounter with a thug in the sector that was armed and went in pursuit. Wilmer up, left the door with the gun regulation, and it had seen well the offender of his brother when he was shot several times, leaving him lifeless on the floor. Before falling, however, managed to also catch a bullet, but as is sometimes the best mussels are protected by divine powers could run away and escape in the confusion.

thug name is Johnny Molina, is 22 years and tell the Chiguerote. At home, perhaps to simplify things a bit - who knows what the hell is a chiguerote? - Tell the Daddy. Daddy, chiguerote or whatever, the fact is that he was identified and the police had only to proceed directly taking the testimony of dozens of witnesses. Something they refused to go down the hard way, as discussed below.

As for young policeman, could not be more bitter end: in the middle of Christmas, in the presence of his family at the hands of a mob that sooner or later die in the same way. More bitter and sad is the fact that the director of the body it belonged to Wilmer Valdespino, Alfredo Sáez Conde-it sounds to me that name, boy, it sounds "were devoted to insult him, his family and the neighborhood in which lived to justify what followed, that looks more like a compendium of madness or collective drunkenness an institution police. And no offense, it is preferable that one would say crazy or drunk and did not some nasty stuff in the prime of his mental faculties.


The ravages
An hour later, on October 12th district, near where I killed Valdespino, several young men were handed over to the celebration, with a bugle sound equipment in the door and armed rumbón inside the house when they saw two police patrols Baruta stop outside on the street. Several players went down, out of the house several of the boys determined to continue dancing and I got a ration of sound lead the team, goodbye music, everyone against the wall and do not look at their faces because the Baby Jesus did not bring me anything and I'm half horny. Four

youth tried to ask what was the cause of abuse and reward the beat with no explanation. Six more were put to the force on patrol and took them into custody. A lady appeared on a balcony to see where all this noise coming and the police fired a hail of lead, which fortunately did not hurt, but you can be sure that Donna will not ever lean over a balcony by the rest of his days.

Above, in the same neighborhood, another unit of that police intercepted Mr. Samuel Quintero the door of his house, and he did not respond to voice high in a split second, he railroaded a shot in the leg. Quarter April 19: Poli unit Baruta approached a citizen named Nicolás Cáceres, asked for his documents, and since I liked the face I had this man on the ballot, gave several cachaça in the head and face. Now, for a closer look is advisable to have three-dimensional glasses, because otherwise you do not know what the teeth and what is the left ear on that side warp. Those who witnessed this public demonstration of plastic surgery attempted rescue the fallen, but the police officers threatened neighbors to give more of the same to him to get.

Quarter July 24: A passer-by heard and obeyed the voice of high, but still gave him a beating, broke her right arm and he also disappeared wallet and cell phone. In the same neighborhood is a girl named Raquel Peraza he can not keep any food in my stomach because then vomits, and she suspected that the disorder-perhaps perhaps perhaps can possibly be, is due to him patadon gave the soldiers a few yards from his home. And a 16-year-old who gave him three butts in the mouth and, as a consequence, can not pronounce the word "socioestructuralizado" without fangs severs his tongue and teeth from crushing each other with a sinister sound.

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During Mass on December 25, at about 11am, it was when they and others discovered that their Christmas had something in common, and they all had in somewhere the stamp in Baruta Poly. Vicente Páez, Salesian one police officer dead friend, collected, put in order and put in place all reports, in total 44 people are battered, just because on the morning of December 25 were more or less close to where they killed the good Wilmer.

But do not think police Baruta effectively lost because of this. Not so. After a hard, heavy and painful intelligence work, placed the murderer of Wilmer Valdespino at a clinic in La Urbina, with a gunshot wound. Great pod. Any mental disabilities would have done well, with a couple of phone calls and without causing much havoc in the body and the morale of many people.

After this Baruta Police has faced severe criticism, including from their colleagues in Poli Sucre, who would have demanded that stay far beyond their jurisdiction. They, in turn, have defended. And they have done through a statement that would cause a good laugh if we were in another context, and if it came from the lips of Alfredo Sáez Conde, director of Baruta Police.

First, said the officials who went to Petare the received shots. He is satisfied, as heard through the radio transmitter of a agent called him trembling for permission to act. Do me a favor: 25 December at 2 am someone hears a shot through the radio and now, ready, determined that these are shot by a 9mm pistol, Glock brand, not the firing of Trachis Triqui and thousands of rockets that are supposed to break on Christmas. Then he said, verbatim: "In these districts (to be Petare concerns) to the families most honest one or two thugs. "

That is, if you live in Petare and has a median family choro do not give up, look good, because Sáez Conde has determined that there must have some hidden. He said: "The same neighbors protect criminals." As it turns out, according to the payroll of the Police-data Baruta October 1997 - 38% of the agents of this body resides in Petare . And among them was Wilmer Valdespino, the policeman died on 25 December. Discuss the issue, officials Baruta Poli, and tell me if you are not offended you and the deceased its own director, who would to recommend: if Petare is the cradle of corruption, as agents search made elsewhere in the city. How Chacao, for example?

And as for you, corrupt petareño reader, leave from there, get used to the idea or jódase: living in Petare tantamount to complicity in dozens of crimes of all tenor. He said Saez Conde. What can we do. And still very familiar sonándome that surname. ____________

in El Nacional, 31, 1997 diciemre

Blanquicet

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discover the murderer (not forgetting the victim)

María Amparo, 13, dark skin, chama humble therefore that to help the family to bring the bread home, working as a maid in the house of some people, away from the neighborhood where she lives. What highs are readers of this page. Have just read the few lines above and you know that black girl, poor, young woman who will bear the brunt of today's story. But sing no victory, you do not know what happened exactly, and under what circumstances. Only sense that there is a very bad about all this, the girl of his days. And not because you have a supernatural gift, but the known capacity for observation, unfortunately, you know that this page is powered by bad news. What we can do.
addition, a few lines down we see the need to write some sentences in past tense, and then you can not even go to the chronicler surprise. Prevent you intelligence, then, that today's case generated more chills.
But go ahead, there are still many details that you do not know. Do not know, for example, that Maria Amparo had his residence in the neighborhood Alexander Burgos, Valencia, and the family for whom she worked, the Hernandez family, lives in the residential Ricardo Urriera. You do not know where are the two sectors, but the fact that one of them being called "neighborhood" and the other "urbanization" mentally helps sort context. It should noted, however, that the Hernandez family is no billionaire. Just live with some comfort, and among the things that can be paid are the services of a girl for the daily work, the said Maria Amparo, who moved to live with them. The breadwinner is Domingo Ramón Hernández, merchant, his wife, named Delia, is nine months pregnant. Nothing more peaceful and outside shocks that a family with these characteristics.
Now we give him the pen and voice to people who were closest to the events that were raised last week.

What do the Blanquicet and witnesses?

On Thursday 16 July, Hernandez decided to go to the neighborhood to participate in the Bicentennial celebration of the Virgen del Carmen, and brought with them to the young Maria Amparo. At about 10 pm, the head of the house considered to be already good holiday and virgins, and told his two companions that tackled the unit (Pick-Up Ford blue) for the journey back home. It has been quite heavy this last sentence, but you know it is very often a result of reading the journal Chronic Police. Stick styles. Spouses Hernandez jumped on the vehicle and moved into the cabin, as applicable, and María Amparo it did in the back. Yes, that, the party discovered, which is outdoors. No more guesswork and still do, please, the thread of the story.
When passing through the extension of the avenue sesquicentennial, the truck made a strange noise, ran a terrible cough and the engine stopped working. Domingo Ramon Hernandez exited the vehicle, lifted the hood, glanced, shook a few cables, and knowledge of the physiological functioning of your machine indicated that the fault was underneath. Were available, then, putting a hand on the horse dislocated, for which he took off his shirt he was wearing. Roll of drums, trumpets, whispering, the camera opens, the lights focus on a rather vague to the bottom of the screen, and as the reader knows that now comes the crucial moment, the scene that detonates the drama. Impossible trick. The reader has the trained eye.
When Hernandez effected the movement necessary to shed the garment appeared in the corner a police patrol in Carabobo State. The first thing he saw officers riding in the patrol was the gentleman that, the shirtless at night, carrying a pistol in the waistband of respectable size. And surely no one has guessed what: they got out of the patrol, they said in unison and began to shoot the fellow, surely one whom Satan antisocial purified in their pots. Lead, fuck, and although Hernandez could also trigger his weapon was not enough against the righteous bullets in uniform. The police approached the body of Hernandez, who had multiple injuries but was still alive, and then noticed the rest of the situation: in the back of the truck lay María Amparo, struck down with two bullets in the body, and in the front, Mrs. Hernandez, with a nervous breakdown and a son about to pop out a few days ahead of schedule.

What does the Carabobo Police?

On Thursday 16 July, at about 10:00 pm, police de Carabobo recibió una llamada según la cual en la avenida Sesquicentenaria se estaba cometiendo un crimen, así que un comando integrado por tres funcionarios fue hasta allá, para ver quién era el desalmado que estaba cometiendo semejante monstruosidad. ¿Cuál monstruosidad? No sé, no sé, pero vamos para allá y después te digo.
Al llegar al sitio indicado en la llamada, vieron cuando Domingo Ramón Hernández discutía con una mujer, se bajaba del carro al mismo tiempo que ella, la perseguía brevemente y de pronto le disparaba, mientras ella se protegía tras la puerta. Los policías le dieron la voz de alto, pero Hernández tenía tal engorilamiento en el cerebro que le apuntó police officers and shot them several times.
Then the police were left with no choice but to shoot as well (with the pain of his soul, for there is nothing unless you like the police to shoot. Oh, when will they stop forcing this poor people to carry weapons on to them is an ordeal). As often happens every time he faced the forces of good and evil, justice came out on top here and Domingo Ramón Hernández, the bad, was wounded in the fray. What else? Oh, and a young woman who had not seen the violent while it lasted cotofio, died of two gunshot wounds. Made, surely, by that bandit unscrupulous, that vile villain who police was reduced with high efficiency.
But wait: one day prior to this official statement, had leaked out another, which was picked up by journalists Notitarde evening. According to this, the three agents were circulating in the industry as a routine patrol when they encountered a very strong little scene: a man shooting a woman in full Sesquicentennial Avenue. Everything else remains the same: high voice, backlash from Hernandez and adverse outcome for him. What else? Ah, a young woman named Maria Amparo Blanquicet who was killed, and had two bullets in the chest.

What does the PTJ, Carabobo?

The PTJ, Carabobo Delegation has collected so far only the statements of three police officers who intervened in the event. All three are featured in the command of Bella Vista. The version of Hernandez and his wife could not be collected because both are in a critical condition.
The body of Domingo Ramón Hernández had bullet wounds to the neck, left thigh and back. What about Maria Amparo Blanquicet? Ah, the body of the girl had a hole in the right armpit and another on the left. What could have happened? According to the deputy Vicente Núñez, you may a bullet, fired by Domingo Ramón Hernández-entered the one hand, and another shot by the police, on the other side. You know, half and half, that will not leave so expensive. Although it is possible that the girl has reached a single bullet, perhaps triggered by Domingo Ramón Hernández, who came through a side and out the other. What brilliant researchers. For my part, I propose to investigate whether a bullet fired by Hernandez could have entered through a side exit, turn around and enter through the other side. Just in case. You never know. No one has seen a police killing any citizen on the error. What is. Epilogue
necessary: \u200b\u200byou may already have been walked for all these versions without even reading the Chronicle. Everyone knows that there will be struggles, exchange of charges, issuance of releases, many arguments in pasta-making, stand, now give me. Al final decree a technical draw, or lose Hernández ... or maybe a wheel slip off the wagon and the responsibility will ultimately lie with the state police. So either way, be composed songs for truth and justice will finally triumph on earth.
But what María Amparo Blanquicet? Ah, Maria Amparo Blanquicet. She's dead. And so it will stay dead and the celebration outside. __________________


Posted 07/26/1998 in El Nacional.