I had just finished talking to my sister in South Jersey about the Great East Coast Earthquake and I joke about it now but it did shake me up (pun intended) earlier when it happened. The ground should never move under your feet when you are standing still, but that is another post. So I poured me another drink to ease my nerves and all of a sudden shots rang out. Now while shots ranging out on Planet Baltimore is not uncommon, it has been for the past 15 years where I have lived in this city. Tonight though the shots rang out right under my second floor window. I heard three shots. I heard the first bang and then a few seconds later I heard another shot followed by a scream then another shot. Now there are a lot of kids in my neighborhood so my first reaction was that's just some kids with some firecrackers playing around, but something about the scream made me think that this was not just some kids playing around. After a few minutes after the noise quieted down I went to my window and didn't see anything so I sat back down and thought maybe it was just some kids playing around. Then here comes the sirens and a few minutes after that I hear the helicopter. I return to the window and look out and there is about 10 police officers outside my back window looking for gun casings and taping off the crime scene and also someone lying on the ground.
A few minutes ago I found out that it was two people shot the one lying on the ground 10 yards from my window was fatally shot. While the fact that this happened right outside my window really disturbs me but I am more disturbed by my own reaction. The fact that I thought no more of this than some kids playing around. That I am so used to hearing gunshots and people yelling and screaming that I have all but tuned it out says a lot about me also. Later this morning I guess the "paper is going to read murder black on black murder...again!"