During a 3 day work-meet bender–that is, a marathon of meetings punctuated by overcooked buffet lunches, tepid coffee breaks and bland curry dinners spilled on hideous hotel carpeting–one generously recycles personal anecdotes. Lately, I’ve been fond of rehashing three go-to subjects: mishaps of my cataract-ridden blind dog (fumbling in air for the staircase!), my recent wobbly, bleary visit to Dhaka, and our mace-toting, back-watching adventures in Baltimore. To some people these topics might seem inappropriate for casual conversations with colleagues. But setting aside sad animal stories and scatological humor, Baltimore is a fascinating place to folks from the outside.
How do you like Baltimore?
Me: I LOVE Baltimore, it’s so cheap, when I moved here the rents on craigslist made my head spin with reverse sticker shock!
Out of towner: Do you feel safe? Because, you know, I decided to go to Emory because, well, Baltimore…
Me: No, I don’t feel safe. [Eyebrow raised. Is he kidding?!] I carry pepper spray and walk everywhere with my big mutt dog, who (though blind and peace loving) looks like she could take your arm off. We hear police helicopters at night and occasional gunshots.
Local colleague chimes in: I lived on Park Ave —
Atlanta: That sounds like a nice area!
Local: I got caught between two guys who pulled out guns…
Atlanta: Oh my lord!
Us: The sirens wail all night, and it’s inconvenient that you can’t walk after dark except on Charles street, and not below Saratoga.
A project director: I like to walk at night, so I carry my car key like a switch blade, it pops out like this.
Me: There’s a guy selling drugs on my corner after 10. But it’s so fresh, you know, edgy! We have great music here. Rolling Stone said we have the best music scene in the states! It’s because starving artists can afford to live here. We have the coolest museums!
Local: The good thing is you can tell which streets to avoid because they have flashing blue lights.
Atlanta: Blue lights…
Local: They have cameras–the city installed blue lights to provide surveillance for high-crime areas. There are 300 blue lights.
Me: From my window at work, the whole city is flashing blue! It’s like a giant disco.
Drives from DC: I move my car from the street into the parking garage after 4 so I don’t have to walk after dark into those areas.
My two cents? Besides the fact that the concept is ridiculous, the police statistics haven’t shown that the lights catch criminals… Or at least not the ones worth chasing. According to the Examiner, in the first year of operation, the crimes illuminated by the ubiquitous $10 million lights included 24 cases of trespassing, 21 illegal cigarettes and 3 people who littered.
But back to the coffee break:
Atlanta: Where in the city do you see these lights?
Local: Oh, if you go a block north of here you’ll start seeing them…
Atlanta nervously backs away from the hotel’s picture window and opts out of afternoon sight-seeing.