I have a dip stick cousin who married an air force guy. They retired in East St. Louis and swear it is as safe as can be. They are both White but wander in a fog with little angle pins on their lapel and say they are protected. I have been through E. St. Louis and can only say, sweet Jesus and Colt, save me.
Large swaths of ESL are fields as so many people have left the city, so it’s gone back to nature (82k people in 1950, at or less than 25k today, and of that, only 1% of the population or about 250 people are White). Same with sections of Detroit and parts of North St. Louis and the adjacent STL county inner-ring suburbs on the north side.
Crime is never a problem—until it is.
That is called situational awareness.
Some people have it, some people don’t.
“They retired in East St. Louis and swear it is as safe as can be. “
Protected from what? Stupidity?
Back in the mid 1970s, I was stationed at Scott AFB. My boss, an AF Col, was driving back from the city through East StL. He took a brick through the windshield right in the mouth. Nearly killed him, lost several teeth. While that was bad enough, at his retirement party, some joker gave him a gift wrapped brick with some teeth embedded in it. Funny but not funny.
You are joking, right? Nobody retires to East St. Louis.