When I was first told that, at the recently concluded MDGOP convention in Ocean City, Chairwoman, Diana Waterman, had called for the MDGOP to go into the “’hood” and reach out to the black community, I wasn’t sure how that news would be accepted.
That being said, the reaction proved to be just a tad extreme. I mean, really, rioting?
Obviously – the quality of the joke aside – that was a joke.
What’s NOT a joke is the fact that Al Sharpton is coming to Baltimore to lead a march somewhere or other and to blame Republicans for this nonsense that went down last night. Oh, wait, that IS a joke…well, Sharpton is, anyway.
What’s also NOT a joke is that, had I been Governor, that shit last night wouldn’t have gotten out of hand as it had. Not because of anything I’d have done last night, mind you, but after my first session you’d have all had the right to carry as a result of my Executive Order Rescinding SB 281, O’Malley’s Gun Grab as well as opening up concealed carry to everyone. An armed society is a polite society, and all of that….
I’d have also tried to rescind the obviously brain damaged, if not brain dead, mayor of Baltimore, Stephanie Rawlings Blake, while I was at it. (And for all of my male friends who find that heifer attractive, all I can say is: WTF?)
What’s also NOT a joke is that last night’s riots took the attention away from the police brutality that resulted in the death, and shamed the memory, of Freddie Gray.
The riots last night had little, if anything, to do with Freddie Gray’s untimely and forced demise. What they had to do with, at least at the beginning, was a bunch of asshole punks trying to imitate the movie “The Purge.” And, further on as the night continued, those idiots were joined in their trash-fest, burn-fest, loot-fest, by other, older scamps. Ah, but unlike in the movies (I’ve never seen the “The Purge”) those cowardly scamps had to deal with an obviously frustrated and angry Governor in Larry Hogan who meant, and means, business when it comes to shutting that shit down.
Well, on one front, anyway, I’ve got to give those dumb fucks credit for one thing: They succeeded in purging me from spending any more of my money or time in Baltimore…not out of fear, mind you, but out of principle. Now, yes, I have friends who live there and I will continue to go and visit them but I guess I should say it right now:
Goodbye to Fells Point – a place in which I actually lived for a year or so seven or so years ago. Goodbye to Canton, Camden Yards, Little Italy and, most sadly, goodbye to Hampden. It was fun…for a while, anyway. And, the last thing…the absolute LAST thing…I care to hear right now is that “we” must join together, that “we” must clean up, that “we” must provide this, that or the other in response to the terrorism that took place on Baltimore’s streets. No, “we” don’t have to any damned thing of the sort – either collectively or individually. The only thing “we” need to do is get to the bottom of Freddie Gray’s death and arrest those who trashed Baltimore last night – and hammer the living Hell out of them.
(Japanese Tourists Take in the Historical Sites of Baltimore – courtesy of My FB Friend, MLS)
In the end, Baltimore City’s going the way of Detroit and it will reach that peak of liberal nirvana sooner rather than later. Like clockwork, the calls are already starting by many for “resources” needed to rebuild and nurture and whatever the Hell else. Fuck that. Baltimore City will get no more business – no more nothing – from me, in the form of taxes, parking fees, and the like. Why?
With the rioters running amok and with the brain dead Mayor allowing them room to destroy and ordering her cops to “stand down,” I no longer care what happens in the city of Baltimore. I really don’t.
Not in the least.