These were remarkable kids. Intelligent kids. Kids filled with dreams and aspirations.
Published Jan 03, 2025 • Last updated 22 hours ago • 5 minute read
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These are wonderful kids.
Great kids. Intelligent kids. Kids with aspirations and dreams.
COVID kids, who were deprived of the usual high school rituals due to the pandemic. No sports, clubs, or school performances. No senior prom or graduation ceremony. Their initial year of university or college spent gazing at computer screens rather than enjoying the experiences of campus life.
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Youngsters who have matured utilizing their smartphones, chronicling their journeys through Snapchat and Instagram, who text as effortlessly as they inhale. In spite of cautions to exercise caution, they post their most intimate thoughts and views online.
They should not have been compelled to conceal themselves in the bushes, petrified, at an outdoor celebration, but should rather have been permitted to forge lasting experiences to reminisce about at their high school reunions two decades later. As assistant Crown attorney Jennifer Moser noted in her concluding remarks, the most anticipated issue was merely some excessive underage drinking and marijuana use.
They ought to have been able to safely reconnect after months of seclusion without a masked individual appearing with a loaded firearm and taking the life of one of their companions just to impress a couple of girls and demonstrate he was a tough guy.
At times during the lengthy bush party murder trial, it was nothing short of maddening to observe young individuals who endured the most harrowing incident of their lives being accused of harassment and fabricating stories about Josue Silva’s demise with the perpetrator sitting right in front of them.
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The jury has clearly indicated they saw through the defense’s efforts to vilify a group of good-natured youths by convicting Carlos Guerra Guerra, now 23, of second-degree homicide for fatally shooting Silva, 18, and assault with a weapon against Logan Marshall, now 22, who sustained a concussion from a blow with a machete delivered by Guerra Guerra’s accomplice, Dylan Schaap.
The defense tried to alter the narrative, re-traumatizing the young individuals gathered in the woods near Pack Road and Grand Oak Cross in southwest London on July 31, 2021.
Silva was most unfairly vilified, the child of diligent Mexican-born parents, cherished by his friends, a university student juggling two summer positions. The defense aimed to persuade the jury that he was a ferocious hoodlum, owing to a negligible amount of his DNA found on a machete likely belonging to Schaap, discovered near the site where Silva was bleeding out.
His family, a constant presence in the courtroom throughout the trial, blames themselves for permitting their son to attend that gathering. They ought not to. No one anticipated the brash, firearm-wielding Guerra Guerra, masquerading as a rapper from the tough neighborhoods of London, Ontario, responding to the frantic text from infatuated damsel-in-distress Emily Altmann about rescuing her from 10 men – a falsehood concocted to lure her bad-boy crush to the event.
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Reconstructing the events necessitated delving into the minds of ordinary teenagers with groups and conflicts and chatty social media profiles. As a parent of children of a similar age, it can be an odd environment.
Let’s discuss the Lambeth youths (or ‘Lambo,’ as they refer to it), who attended Saunders and St. Thomas Aquinas and remain stunned by what transpired.
Particularly, let’s zoom in on the group of boys, as tight-knit as brothers, many of whom were raised in the same neighborhood, attended the same elementary institution, and played high school football together. The defense strategy was to depict these friends as a band of aggressive ruffians eager for conflict.
The pack’s leader was purported to be Marshall, one of the most awaited Crown witnesses. He testified after Altmann’s charges were dropped and couldn’t have met the jury’s expectations. He was slender and articulate. He is enrolled in an advanced geography program at Western University. When prompted by Moser, he humbly acknowledged he spent his summers combating wildfires in northern Manitoba.
He was fair and sincere. He grew emotional when he reminisced about Silva, his closest friend from Grade 9 science class. Silva assisted him in securing employment at Party City and would playfully tease Marshall for taking a gap year while he pursued his university studies.
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It was clear to understand why Marshall had numerous companions. A friendly person. Not Al Capone.
However, this isn’t to imply these then-teenage boys were saints with fully developed frontal lobes. The jury was shown a video of them fooling around with an airsoft gun. Among the plethora of electronic communications were texts in a group chat established while they were still in elementary education.
They referred to it as “Blake will Mass Murder Them All” – a title that was probably amusing to seventh graders whose primary interests were sports and video gaming. Even after recent events, Marshall bashfully confessed they have yet to alter the name.
Nevertheless, they are decent adolescents. They weren’t recording each other prancing around with weapons or sending texts mocking and boasting about the shooting.
That’s what Guerra Guerra and Schaap were engaged in, deeply immersed in some far-fetched fantasy of becoming rap artists. Altmann, a troubled kid granted every opportunity, may have evaded consequence, but she must live with the reality that she initiated the senseless violence that claimed the life of an innocent, unarmed teenager.
Guerra Guerra believed he could escape, too. He was aware of how to turn on the charm. While testifying, gone was the unintelligible street slang he used in his text exchanges. He informed the jury he once contemplated being an aerospace engineer, but chose to become “a musical artist.”
And then, akin to some doctoral candidate expounding on his thesis, he explained to the jury how he had “studied” the music and videos of prolific gangsta rap artists, concluding that he needed loaded firearms in his videos to appear credible.
His Colombian-born parents provided him with every chance. He might have been a decent kid, too.