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Season of the Mask
Baltimore's Secret Crime Wave
© 2015 James LaFond
OCT/27/15
Baltimore City Police and Baltimore County Police have been under pressure from politicians to not report, or alter the reports of, violent crimes that fall short of killing, which is to say most of them. At the very same time both of these police forces are working hard to stop this same criminal activity, with high levels of police activity in Northeast Baltimore, Parkville and Towson, including never before seen levels police chopper activity over these areas. This heightened police vigilance and the silence in the press, was preceded by the Baltimore County Execute announcing new lower crime stats—all lies and juked numbers.
Hoodlums riding dirt bikes up the middle of my street are roaring by as I write. Police are not permitted to arrest these riders—and there goes the BPD chopper circling my house again.
Three local merchants I know have informed me that they and/or their staff have recently been robbed by armed black men in hooded sweat shirts and ski masks.
Shops are beginning to display no ski mask signs.
Recently a bus driver yelled at a youth wearing a ski mask and refused to continue driving until he could see his face.
The chopper just made another pass, as a Hummer roars down the street blasting deep base rap music that rattles the windows.
Last Saturday evening, at 7:30, as I was coming home form the bank machine out in the county with my money, I saw a County Pig—oink-oink, you putz—arresting a drunk [but not stumblebum drunk, just mouthy drunk], 65-year-old white man for jaywalking, making him sit on the gas station parking lot across from the Raven Inn on Loch Raven Boulevard.
It was a humid 65 degrees.
Just down the side street by 100 yards skulked two large young men in black boots, black pants, black hooded coats, hands in pockets, with sky masks so obscuring their features that you could not even tell what race they were. Well, perhaps arresting this man saved him from being mugged, and the gas station from being stuck up, at least until the pig left with his drunk white rabbit so that the wolves could continue their prowl.
The Harm City Hunt is on.
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