I think that I should also mention that I have not had any problems in Baltimore since 1986, which, coincidentally, is the last year I set foot in the place.
I have read of children raised by wolves who believed themselves to be wolves. No amount of evidence will convince them otherwise, nor do they ever learn to speak. They are, not what they are, but what they believe themselves to be. Like you.
You are perfect where you are. Possibly no longer fit or able to breathe fresh air in the company of men, you have come to believe scum to be an acceptable companion and a natural way of life.
And, by the way, it does not matter what you call them. They are what they are and produce the same disease where ever they reside in large numbers; be it town, city, country or continent.
Hahaha...whatever you say.