From Tim Marshall/Resident
On Friday, July 11th, 2025, around 6:40pm, I was about to cross a marked crosswalk on East Olive Way, heading home after a workout at a local gym. This is a notoriously busy crosswalk, and several cars blazed through the intersection before it was safe to cross. A dark-colored sedan approached as I stepped out and the sedan continued without pause, so I stepped back. I was annoyed, so I flipped off the driver. For reference, I am a 35-year old cisgender white man who is visibly queer. I would describe myself as an assertive pedestrian, one who routinely sees drivers ignore crosswalks, and feels empowered to communicate my urge for drivers to be cautious in my neighborhood. The driver returned the finger after driving for half a block. I was amused at the driver’s reaction, a man in his early 20s, and I performatively blew him a kiss. This is a rarer reaction of mine, and is intended to de-escalated a tense situation. I crossed the street alongside a queer couple in their 40s, assuming the event had passed. I passed CC Attle’s, a longstanding queer establishment on Boylston Ave, and continued walking south towards home. I passed a handful of bar goers and fellow pedestrians, fiddling with my phone.
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I made it three quarters down the block before I noticed the same dark colored sedan parked in front of me. The driver approached me sternly, eyes narrowed, asking me a question I could not hear over the music roaring through my headphones. I popped out one earbud, offering a placid ‘what?’ before he squared up in front of me and punched me between the eyes. I fell to the sidewalk, landing roughly on my right arm, and he continued to punch me and kick me in the front and back of my head, yelling “don’t you ever blow me another kiss, faggot”. After maybe 30 seconds of blows, he turned around and taunted “are you going to blow me another kiss, faggot?” I was stunned, shouted an expletive, and after threatening me again with clenched fists, I retreated, shouting “I’m sorry!” I quickly pulled myself to my feet. An Amazon driver cautiously approached, asking “are you okay?” Panicked, I blurted out “yeah!” and kept walking. I passed another woman who met my eyes and then sheepishly looked back to her phone.
My head hurt. I had previously ordered food delivery and wanted to hurry home to catch it. I’ve never been in a fight before, let alone sucker punched, aside from a brief mugging years ago. It dawned on me while I was texting a friend that this was not a random attack, but a hate crime motivated by anti-queer bias. On Capitol Hill, easily the queerest space in Washington. In broad daylight. In front of my neighbors.
I called 911 around 7:40, getting transferred to the non-emergency line. The operator seemed sympathetic and told me there would be a responding officer to take a statement as soon as possible. Around midnight, I called back for progress, and the operator told me they should be there soon. I called again on Saturday morning, and again on Sunday afternoon, asking how I could report the crime, mentioning carefully that I wanted to report a hate crime, and repeatedly stating that no, I did not catch the license plate number because I was wearing non-prescription sunglasses and had a head injury.
On Sunday evening, two full days after I initially called 911, an officer arrived at my home. He was also sympathetic, took pictures of my head wounds, asked the location of possible surveillance cameras (there were several) and gave me a card with this name written on it. He told me a detective would reach out once they were assigned.
A week passed. I attempted to get back into the groove of a typical day. I did not feel confident that SPD would identify the driver, but felt resolute that several surveillance cameras in the area could have captured it. I felt that this deserved investigation. I also felt motivated to report the attack to inform hate crime statistics, ideally so that responding policymakers and community programs could respond in ways that keep queer people safe. I don’t have extensive experience interacting with police, aside from a grad school capstone project with LEAD and a role in negotiating police presence at the Seattle Pride Parade. I did everything I could think of to cooperate with the process and respond politely to the delays. I called the number on the officer’s business card, which rang and rang until the line disconnected. I called the SPD LGBTQ+ Liaison and left a message. I called the hate drive detective and left another message.
On Wednesday, July 25, I called the precinct again and spoke to a desk officer who gave me the number of a department who handled case follow-ups. I called that number and spoke to a cheery voice who relayed that, unfortunately, a detective would not investigate my case due to lack of evidence.
It seems that the process with SPD has ended, without an attempt to gather surveillance footage from the condo building directly in front of the spot I was attacked in, or from Amazon, whose delivery vans are equipped with surveillance. I didn’t begin this process with the belief that SPD is equipped to prevent or respond to hate crimes, which echoes the experiences of many of my neighbors over the years who are queer, BIPOC, or otherwise marginalized. Truthfully, I believe the Capitol Hill community has the responsibility and expertise to protect ourselves in many cases. The Q-Patrol was a force that existed in Capitol Hill in the early 1990s to protect and respond to queer and other marginalized community members. As a climate of hate grows during another Trump presidency, we need a Q-Patrol again. While I am personally taking self defense classes, and can contact surveillance camera owners myself, there are many who simply don’t have capacity or ability. I want to share my story with the intent to inform, inspire, and mobilize my community to create a radically inclusive model to respond to attacks and support survivors of crimes like mine, as well as to support those who need resources such as housing and health care (which SPD is also not well equipped for). The intent of this reflection is not to invoke fear of lawlessness, or to propose we ratchet up resources for SPD, but to propose an alternative. Because this will happen again, to other queer people on the Hill, in broad daylight, due to emboldened hate in an unprecedented time. A community-led force could show up and seek justice in ways SPD simply can not.
Tim Marshall is a lifelong Seattle resident, Capitol Hill renter, and queer rights advocate. You can reach Tim via email.
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