Two women
by Mary Nelis
This is the story of two women. Both ordinary women, normal
sensible human beings. Women who have never seen each other,
living in the last colonies of the British Empire. Both subjected
to intense media coverage destined to change their lives forever.
Both eyewitnesses to the deaths of young people, killed 10 years
and 1000 miles apart but interconnected by the conflict in
Ireland.
For Lorraine McElory, life as a ``newsworthy'' item is only just
beginning. For Carmen Proetta, life as a newsworthy item ended in
the law courts.
Carmen Proetta was standing at the window of her flat in
Gibraltar in March 1988 when she saw three men emerge from a
police car, jump across a barrier and repeatedly shoot two people
- IRA volunteers Mairéad Farrell and Daniel McCann. She described
Daniel and Mairéad having their hands raised in the air as if
``giving themselves up''.
Lorraine McElroy was sitting in her car at a British army
checkpoint in Ireland last week. A British soldier was checking
her licence when she described ``hearing a crack and seeing a
flash'' and the soldier fell to the ground. She herself was grazed
in the head and taken to hospital in the same ambulance as the
soldier, who later died.
The deaths of Stephen Restorick, Mairéad Farrell, Daniel McCann
and Seán Savage are part of what a former Bishop of Salisbury
graphically described as ``the outworking of a history for which
England is primarily responsible''.
In different circumstances, these young people could have been
friends.
Stephen Restorick wanted to be a soldier and was
second-in-command to a self-propelled gun detachment unit of the
Royal Horse Artillery. Mairead Farrell, Sean Savage and Daniel
McCann were also soldiers, volunteers in an army which has been
part of an almost continuous people's resistance to a foreign
oppressor.
The two women eyewitnesses did not ask for media fame in tragic
and heartbreaking circumstances. Yet the media made judgements on
their lives, as well as on the lives of those who died.
From the moment Carmen Proetta gave her account in Gibraltar, it
was obvious what she saw would have devastating consequences not
just for the SAS men who carried out the killings and but for the
whole concept of British law and order.
Because of this, sections of the British and Irish media began a
witch hunt against her. She was described as the ``Tart of Gib'',
as a prostitute, as a ``madam'' running an escort agency; her
husband was labelled a ``sleazy drug peddler''. She was called
anti-British, her husband and children vilified and their lives
threatened. The attacks were led by the so-called respectable
paper `The Sunday Times'.
Carmen Proetta was not offered any help, any counselling for
post-traumatic stress, she was not invited onto TV shows.
By contrast, for Lorraine McElory, the media immediately elevated
her to the status of saint and heroine. Headlines described her
as ``the checkpoint heroine'', the brave woman of tragedy, of
peace, etc.
While Carmen Proetta, who was born in London, was described as a
liar and anti-British, Lorraine McElroy has been described as the
true voice of the Irish and British people. Councils have sent
her good wishes. She has received numerous invitations to TV
shows. Doctors and psychologists are being called on daily to
pronounce on her post-traumatic stress symptoms. She has, through
no fault of her own, become a darling of the British and Irish
establishment.
The Sunday Life even credited Lorraine's words with moving the
UDA, whose normal occupation is killing Catholics, to postpone
such activities.
The Irish News editorial proclaimed that Lorraine did something
good. What did she do? She gave an eyewitness account of a
violent death. Carmen Proetta also gave an eyewitness account of
two violent deaths. No newspaper wrote an editorial saying she
did something good. Why?
The difference of course is that by speaking out on the death of
a young British soldier, Lorraine McElroy, in the eyes of the
British establishment and the media, is somehow pro-British.
For Carmen Proetta, telling what she saw, if it meant putting
Britain in the dock, was not ``cricket''.
Saint or sinner - it is the Rupert Murdochs who make the
decisions on these women's lives.
In the midst of this, no one in the media, not even Lorraine,
thought to ask the relevant question. What or why was Stephen
Restorick doing standing on an Irish road, with a gun in his
hand, stopping Irish citizens going about their business?