This Is Exactly Why I Got The Fuck Out Of Baltimore!!!! This Shit Goes Down Every Single Day!!

As many of you know, a couple of years ago, I left the Midwest and headed for Baltimore, Maryland. It was my hope to become a part of the solution as opposed to continuing to do nothing about the plight of Black people who have basically been abandoned since anything that counts towards achievements is null and void. Black people are being allowed to fail and it is deliberate. Black people are being pushed to fail and there is no greater evidence of that than in Baltimore, Maryland. And when I saw this article and the accompanying video, it just took me back to Baltimore and re-started my PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) from having lived through not even a year in Baltimore.

Baltimore cop on paid leave after viral video shows him beating a man

A Baltimore cop was suspended with pay Saturday after a viral video showed him beating a man to the ground.

In the video, an officer is seen pushing Dashawn McGrier, 26 up against a wall. McGrier appears to push the officer’s hand away. The officer then repeatedly punches McGrier, who does not appear to strike back.

The punches continue until McGrier lands onto rowhouse steps before finally falling to the pavement. The officer then pins McGrier down. A second officer is present but does not appear to partake in the beating.

This ONE time, we cannot blame this shit on white KKKops! And white folks, don’t even start grinning because like I said, “This is only ONE time that we cannot blame this shit on white KKKops! I did not say, EVERY TIME!”

 

However, I will state this, Black cops are no better than white cops and many of them are just as bad and will fuck other Black people up just for the hell of it. I don’t know whether or not it is their intent to try to impress whitey pink ass or for some other reason; maybe they are just filthy ass dirty cops. But know this Black cops, there is not a goddamn thing  that you could do to impress whitey pink ass because he wrote the book on how to be a lying, deceitful, depraved, corrupt, soulless bastard who will turn on your ass in a New York nanosecond. You Black cops mean no more to a white cop than the Black folks that you beat up, kill or arrest because don’t think for a minute that if some shit was to go down between cops, that they wouldn’t shoot your ass and claim some Black suspect did the deed. It has certainly been done many times before. But back to the subject at hand.

The Black cop in the video is beating the shit out of another Black man. The cop even knows he is being taped because you can clearly hear the man who is taping this state that it is being taped. So, what does that tell you? It tells you that cops have been told that they can do whatever they damn well please and only be relieved of duty pending ‘no investigation’, so just sit back and wait for the public flak to die down, while receiving your full pay and then it is back to busting heads for the sheer joy of getting your fucking jollies off. That is how it goes, folks! That is the system. That is the setup.

If I had walked up to someone and beat them down like that, where would I be? Still in jail if I was unable to make bail and we ALL know this. But with cops? It’s a different story. They get to walk around free as a bird while getting paid for beating someone down to the ground and I saw no provocation, but then they don’t need any provocation. They’ve got those badges and a gun and the “I feared for my life” bullshit excuse that gets them off the hook every time!

When I lived in Baltimore for those few short months which seemed like an eternity, I witnessed this type of shit all the time to the point where it sickened me. The Black people in Baltimore are treated worse than animals being led to slaughter.  Healthcare in that city is a joke, but I am SO not laughing. The food is something to die from. Streets exploded sending asbestos into the air. The public transportation system is so badly managed, it is damn near useless. The bus drivers will not even get out of their seat on the public buses to use wheelchair restraints so that wheelchairs don’t rock back and forth. The people in the wheelchairs have to raise an arm to hold onto the strap above the wheelchair to keep their wheelchair from teetering forward or backward. I never saw such shit in my life. People were shot on buses all the time.

Entire neighborhoods are empty and the buildings are boarded up and then there are the neighborhoods whereas three buildings are inhabited and the rest are boarded up. Then there are those neighborhoods where a Korean liquor store and a Chinese take-out is on every corner and the people look like walking zombies.

And don’t even get me started on the Lexington Market area. A white cop walked by me who looked like he couldn’t have been more than 22 and who had horrible looking tattoos all up and down his arms and who was telling another cop that he will pull over every car with a Black person in it that has decals. He then parked his patrol car on the light rail tracks and when the light rail train approached, the guy driving the light rail had to blow the horn several times before this nasty piece of KKKop shit moved his patrol car out of the way. The shit I have seen and heard would curl your toes.

Lexington Market is filled with people who are nodding on methadone or who are swilling beer and liquor from a liquor store that is located inside Lexington Market. How convenient. I saw how the Koreans just stood back, gazing at their Black customers with looks of raw contempt on their faces even as they took their money and used it to feed, house, clothe and send their children to expensive schools and universities while the poor Black residents are being herded to prison or to Johns Hopkins for experimentation because I saw that too. I saw Black people being injected with anti-psychotic drugs. I even saw a Black nurse stand in line to get her injection. I saw a Black woman pleading with a Black receptionist to ask the doctor, “Why after all these months is she still getting injections? They hurt!” I saw not one white person in line for those injections and every single nurse or doctor that came from the back was white. Something is wrong with that. Something is seriously wrong that is going down in Baltimore, MD and in every city that is predominately Black.

I have never considered myself to be a conspiracy theorist, but something is most definitely NOT right. The only thing that I can say to Black folks is this, “Be on your guard at ALL times. Never think that what someone wants to do to you is okay. Ask questions. Know your rights and even if you are in a two-party consent state, tape the motherfuckers. Maryland is a two-party consent state for a reason; the reason being that the entire state is corruption central. You see, one-party consent states allow for you to tape conversations with just your consent. You don’t need the consent of any other party and so this allows for the politicians and the police in Maryland to get away with so much and they do because it is a two-party consent state. They can imprison you for up to 5 years for taping their ass in Maryland. I know, I’ve been there. I’ve lived there and I would never go back, ever! And I include in this blog, many of the reasons why!

The neighborhood I resided in was considered a ‘nice area’ but I am going to post pictures of what my bathroom ceiling looked like for three months and I was paying over a thousand dollars a month. This is what $1,300 a month gets you in Baltimore, MD.

This is right outside my dining area window. I was supposed to sit and eat and watch dogs shit or so I was told by management.
Again, right outside my dining area window.
I would expect all of the above if I was living in this section of Baltimore, Maryland. But I wasn’t.
Where that Korean guy is standing, there used to stand Black people selling food to other Black people but the whites didn’t want that and so they gave the Koreans the heave-ho at the Inner Harbor, raised the rents at Lexington Market, the Black stall keepers had to leave and were replaced by Koreans now selling ‘soul food’ to Black folks.
This is ALL you see at Lexington Market; Korean-run stall after Korean run stall. All selling some type of ‘soul food’ and Asian food to mostly Black customers.
Some of the Korean stall keepers gave me the ‘evil eye’. Most likely because they knew I was pointing out the obvious.
This Korean bitch actually told me to get away from her stall. And Black people actually give those skanks their hard-earned money? For the love of !!!

Black people otherwise known as descendants of slaves, wake the hell up! No one is our friend! Not even many Black people. Know who your enemies are and treat them accordingly and if other Black people are treating you like shit, they are your enemy as well. Believe me, I know how tough it is out there. I am living through this hell as well, so I know what you are going through. But it took me moving all across the country to finally know where I fit and that is back in my hometown. I know this town like no other and I have found where I can do the most good and that is why I know who my friends are and who my enemies are because I know these people like I know no others on this planet.

I have managed to come back to my hometown and start a volunteer agency of driving people to their doctor appointments and to churches to pick up food to keep them through the month and to drive them to the grocery store. We must get back to community involvement because our communities are what we are going to need when the shit really hits the fan. I have found a piece of land that’s dirt cheap and we are going to plant a garden and it is in a neighborhood that really needs some fresh vegetables. You can start small like I am doing and just go from there.

And finally, if where you live right now is kicking your ass, MOVE! Sometimes, you may not be where you want to be, you just might have to go where you NEED to be! Think about it!

Baltimore…In Pictures!

The World Famous ‘Lexington Market’ in Baltimore, MD!

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My cousin's first meal at Lexington Market. Chitterlings and beer! LOL!
My cousin’s first meal at Lexington Market. Chitterlings and beer! LOL!

 

Took a picture while waiting on my cousin to come out of a shop.
Took a picture while waiting on my cousin to come out of a shop.
The Koreans have taken over the stalls in Lexington Market. As you will see, Black people are buying 'soul food' from the Koreans. One Korean woman got pissed at me for taking pictures. I wonder why.
The Koreans have taken over the stalls in Lexington Market. As you will see, Black people are buying ‘soul food’ from the Koreans. One Korean woman got pissed at me for taking pictures. I wonder why.
Would you ever see this the 'other way' around? Hell no! A Korean buying food from a Black man? Those pigs they sell would fly first!
Would you ever see this the ‘other way’ around? Hell no! A Korean buying food from a Black man? Those pigs they sell would fly first!
This is the woman that got pissed at me for taking pictures. I guess she didn't want me to point out the obvious.
This is the woman that got pissed at me for taking pictures. I guess she didn’t want me to point out the obvious.
I saw not one 'Black-owned' soul food stall in Lexington Market. Not one.
I saw not one ‘Black-owned’ soul food stall in Lexington Market. Not one.
Sigh! This is becoming redundant.
Sigh! This is becoming redundant.
This was taken in what I call 'Little Lexington Market' because this part is behind the main market building.
This was taken in what I call ‘Little Lexington Market’ because this part is behind the main market building.
This is the last stall in 'Little Lexington Market'.
This is the last stall in ‘Little Lexington Market’.
Need money fast? ATMs are all over the place.
Need money fast? ATMs are all over the place.
More 'eats' for my cousin. He has gained 5 pounds. He practically 'lives' at Lexington Market.
More ‘eats’ for my cousin. He has gained 5 pounds. He practically ‘lives’ at Lexington Market.
While cous was eating, I was strolling through the market, taking it all in.
While cous was eating, I was strolling through the market, taking it all in.
Follow the signs.
Follow the signs.
This was parked one block from Lexington Market. It is the 'government's version of heroin', otherwise known as Methadone. The truck parks on a street and the people line up with their IDs in hand and their daily dose of Methadone is issued to them. The drug dealers wish they could have this great a 'setup'. 'Corner drug dealer, BAD! Government drug dealer, GOOD!
This was parked one block from Lexington Market. It is the ‘government’s version of heroin’, otherwise known as Methadone. The truck parks on a street and the people line up with their IDs in hand and their daily dose of Methadone is issued to them. The drug dealers wish they could have this great a ‘setup’. ‘Corner drug dealer, BAD! Government drug dealer, GOOD!
I made my way to an Expo at the Convention Center on my way to the Inner Harbor. Took one shot before a street preacher proceeded to spread the world of 'What If?' As in 'what if' I died today, would I be okay? GEEZUS!
I made my way to an Expo at the Convention Center on my way to the Inner Harbor. Took one shot before a street preacher proceeded to spread the world of ‘What If?’ As in ‘what if’ I died today, would I be okay? GEEZUS!
My first stop was an Irish bar, of course. Had to wet my whistle. It was hot that day! GEESH!
My first stop was an Irish bar, of course. Had to wet my whistle. It was hot that day! GEESH!
I got a partial view of a schooner. I shoulda took a tour before heading into the bar as these next pics may make you dizzy. LOL!
I got a partial view of a schooner. I shoulda took a tour before heading into the bar as these next pics may make you dizzy. LOL!
I promise to get closer to the edge. Just didn't want to teeter and fall in.
I promise to get closer to the edge. Just didn’t want to teeter and fall in.
I couldn't pass up the 'Book Fair'.
I couldn’t pass up the ‘Book Fair’. Y’all know I love to read!
Stopped at the 'Believe It Or Not'. Didn't see much to disbelieve there!
Stopped at the ‘Believe It Or Not’. Didn’t see much to disbelieve there!
These next pics, I go Inner Harbor crazy!
These next pics, I go Inner Harbor crazy!
I will never get used to that view!
I will never get used to that view!
One more...
One more…
I lied!
I lied!
...and here she comes, 'The Spirit of Baltimore'!
…and here she comes, ‘The Spirit of Baltimore’!
Meanwhile, back at Lexington Market, my cousin was digging in for round 4 or was it 5? He and an acquaintance were thoroughly enjoying themselves. I hated to disturb them.
Meanwhile, back at Lexington Market, my cousin was digging in for round 4 or was it 5? He and an acquaintance were thoroughly enjoying themselves. I hated to disturb them.
So, I decided to take a few more pictures of Lexington Market.
So, I decided to take a few more pictures of Lexington Market.
Food, food, everywhere!
Food, food, everywhere!
This is a picture taken inside the subway station across the street from Lexington Market.
This is a picture taken inside the subway station across the street from Lexington Market.
I know it's just a blur, but this is our train coming in as we head to Mondawmin Mall.
I know it’s just a blur, but this is our train coming in as we head to Mondawmin Mall.
It felt good to be a 'true' Baltimorean again. LOL! A nice guy had to show me how to use the subway ticket machine. I am SO out-of-touch with Big City living. Y'all excuse this clueless southern girl from the stix.
It felt good to be a ‘true’ Baltimorean again. LOL! A nice guy had to show me how to use the subway ticket machine. I am SO out-of-touch with Big City living. Y’all excuse this clueless southern girl from the stix.
Standing outside Mondawmin Mall, I just had to take this picture. Mondawmin Mall was the first Black mall in AmeriKKKa! I love Mondawmin Mall! I love Baltimore!!!
Standing outside Mondawmin Mall, I just had to take this picture. Mondawmin Mall was the first Black mall in AmeriKKKa! I love Mondawmin Mall! I love Baltimore!!!
And lastly, another outdoor street view of Baltimore.
And lastly, another outdoor street view of Baltimore.
Just one more and I am done! (For the moment)
Just one more and I am done! (For the moment)

I See Through The Eyes Of Baltimore!

I see through the eyes of Baltimore,

Her pain, I feel and I feel it deep.

For her and her people,

I cannot help but weep.

 

She welcomed me with open arms;

Told me that I was her child again.

Baltimore is in my blood

coursing through these veins underneath my skin.

 

When I see the drug addicts nodding on the streets,

And the hopelessness in the eyes of so many,

I wonder just what if anything I can do,

Yet, I am not ready to write Baltimore’s obituary.

 

As I connect with her people while walking her streets,

I see the welcoming smiles and I answer with my own.

Though Baltimore’s people are down, they are not out

And so Baltimore’s fate, I will not bemoan.

 

Like Baltimore, they are survivors!

Pictures by Shelby I. Courtland

Poem written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

Folks, I am back! And as soon as I come down off this Baltimore high, I will get back to the business of kicking ass and taking no prisoners. I know that I have missed out on much; police killing more unarmed Black people, election mess and what all else I don’t know. But I shall get around to catching up on your blogs because I have only just got connected today. Items were misplaced and or broken during the move and I was just too busy to even be able to see straight, but give me a few days and I’ll be up to the challenge of…well…more nitty gritty reality.

I hope you enjoy seeing Baltimore as I do! And I hope that you can tell that I love her! I am HOME, like I’ve never been home before!