E3 Considerable changes in Toxteth

The aftermath of the riots in Toxteth was considerable.As the violence was so bad and this was broadcast all over the country on the news people were finally taking notice of all the struggles which were endured daily by the black community.

Not long before the riots in Liverpool, there were riots in Brixton over very similar issues faced by the blacks due to a very racist police force and extremely outdated policies which made Brixton a ticking time bomb.

The Scarman report although primarily directed at the Brixton riot recognised that the riots did represent the results of social problems such as poverty and deprivation. The government responded by appointing Michael Heseltine to set up a Merseyside task force which launched a series of initiatives including the Liverpool International garden festival.

Festival Gardens back in 1985

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarman_Report

As I mentioned in my last post I was lucky to have not seen any of the violence I only heard it as it was so close to my home. I also remember the devastation of the area afterward.

Toxteth now is a very vibrant and multicultural area. The holy land where I lived was considered a white area. When I say it that way it sounds extremely racist but it honestly wasn’t like that. However, there seemed to be a huge divide between Catholics and protestants.

On a Saturday morning, the orange lodge would always march down our street and then onto Mill Street. The divide was not a patch on the divide in Northern Ireland but there was considerable hostility.

orange lodge marching

Having said that the church had a lot more influence in those days and there were not any kid fucking scandals doing the rounds. Well, to be fair there probably was but they had it under wraps. So as a result in those days, it was much easier to control the masses.

What better way to do this than religion. It’s a win-win for everyone involved especially when it comes to money. There was also a lot more people who still went to church especially the older generation.

Unfortunately when there is so much poverty in an area like this for so long people are always looking for a form of escape. Now, most people are happy to go work for their money but Liverpool at the time had very few opportunities.

There wasn’t a lot of money or many jobs so a lot of people moved to the south of England. A lot of my cousins on my dad’s side moved to Torquay and Bournemouth. So even though a lot of initiatives were set up it was too little too late.

It was not just the black community there was a whole generation of disillusioned people. The whole time Margaret Thatcher was Prime Minister she left Liverpool to rot.This saw an explosion in crime even after the riots. Liverpool overnight had huge spikes in Heroin addiction and there was considerably more dealers openly selling in the area.

Unfortunately there was no shortage of people wanting to sell this as they had so few opportunities. In a city with no jobs and having little prospects unless moving away more and more people gravitated towards this type of life.

Liverpool has its own docks and this aided the criminal gangs so much. Due to the huge numbers of unemployed and the widespread poverty this made way for a new breed of criminals. The irony of this is these young kids were showing so much initiative and were literally making money hand over fist.

If they had been given an opportunity to have a good job or the same access to further education as the rest of the country then this issue would not have exploded in the same ferocity and the police would have been better equipped to deal with it.

There are many names that came out of Liverpool for all the wrong reasons such as Michael Showers, Delroy Showers, and Curtis Warren. What did everyone expect? So many pissed off people in one place they will just do their own thing if they think nobody cares and the sad reality is that nobody did.

https://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/delroy-michael-showers-toxteth-brothers-11493964

https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-news/life-crimes-curtis-warren-gangster-17557144

One of the main theories which many people seem to think is true is the government-aided all of this. It was literally straight after the riots when the drug scene exploded. There was no time when the city started to repair itself it just suddenly appeared.

Also, another question that kept getting asked is where were the drugs coming from? The drugs were all so pure. Normally when drugs are sold they are stepped on https://oneoffthebeatentrack.com/glossary/ but now there is a huge supply with no complications with very high purity.

A lot of people don’t believe this but this happened in America. A former cop Michael Ruppert exposed the CIA for there involvement in drug dealing. He was told quickly to drop it by his bosses in the police and he quit the force and spent some years exposing the truth before his apparent suicide.

https://www.theverge.com/2014/7/22/5881501/the-unbelievable-life-and-death-of-michael-c-ruppert

If you read about Ruppert and an investigative journalist called Gary Webb you will see that this is very possible.

https://theintercept.com/2014/09/25/managing-nightmare-cia-media-destruction-gary-webb/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gary_Webb

In an interview on the Joe Rogan podcast, Ruppert explains this in full, and I’ve included the link below. He also tells how the CIA changed the whole drug game to pay for their illegal wars. They went from bringing in ten metric tons a year to one hundred metric tons. Its nice work if you can get away with it.

https://youtu.be/Hj8a6vs5lM8

A story that haunts me to this day is a story I heard when I went to cocaine anonymous to deal with my own addictions years later. Luckily for me, my addiction was cocaine which is a psychological addiction. When you withdraw from Heroin you become physically sick and to the point where you think you are dying. The withdrawal has been described as worse than death by addicts.

The story I was told by this guy was about him and his three friends all sat off in a car in Toxteth. Three of them were all smoking heroin and trying to get him to have some. He told me even then I knew it was bad news and luckily said no.

My next question to him which I wished I hadn’t asked was what happened to your three mates? He replied sadly they are all dead now. Drugs I asked? yes well one of them killed himself but that was related to drugs.

Luckily for me, I always knew how much I would enjoy crack and heroin so I was always scared of them even in my craziest drug-taking days.A little known fact about this pathway is that now in modern-day the past to heroin can get people in other ways.

Normally people are doing way too much cocaine and have built up a serious tolerance so they move onto Crack. I asked my pal from CA what crack was like? He told me like the most intense line of coke you have ever had. Unfortunately, instead of lasting about twenty minutes before you need more, you need more in about two minutes and the comedown is ten times as bad as coke.

So because of this a lot of people are on the worst comedown of their lives and have a little bit of brown.

https://oneoffthebeatentrack.com/glossary/

Next thing they can’t function without it and are a full-blown addict. I asked the same friend whats heroin like? He told me it just numbs away all the pain and nothing else matters.

He then told me there isn’t one person doing heroin who is happy with themselves when you do heroin you are summoning a demon. Its evil pure and simple even the nicknames for it are horrible skag, junk, nasty.

With so much chaos and destruction happening in an area a lot of the people begin to lose hope. The area before the drugs was crumbling and now even with the new initiatives, it’s not nearly enough. You could compare it to trying to fix a burst pipe with just towels.

Now my theory with a burst pipe is you can keep putting towels down on the floor and this will keep absorbing the water. If you don’t get to the route of the burst pipe and what’s causing the water to leak then the problem is never really fixed. This is exactly what the Conservative government was doing with Liverpool.

When people lose hope they turn to drugs and alcohol. Then the after-effects from this are ten times worse. Women would be selling themselves to buy more drugs, a huge rise in burglary and car theft, muggings would increase as well as violent crime.

The police were petrified to go back into the area and be heavy-handed over what happened last time and the millions it cost to repair the damage.

Not only that because even though the riots are stopped it was going to take considerable time to repair the relationship between the community and the police. Now the white community had also turned on them. No matter how you try to justify your actions nobody likes living in a war zone.

The streets in the daytime were very safe especially when all of the mums would sit out on the steps. As children, we were very insulated from the trouble. Even at home, my father was having his issues with drugs but it wasn’t until years later I figured this out.

I used to play in the street on my bike with Billy and Ian Reily. Their dad Billy was a real character and one of the most naturally funny people I have ever met. There was always someone in his house selling something or he would always be selling something.

I’ve got all this jewelry, I’ve got a van full of TVs. We grew up around this and we just saw it as normal. In other parts of the country, people would be horrified but they were already horrified with Liverpool so should we all starve just to gain back their respect?

Obviously, not everyone can sell drugs but there was always something going on in the area. One of the better-known gangs which operated for many years was called the road runners. They had many scams and one of the best ones my mum told me about.

She was talking to Billy Riley in the street and he told her to watch Mill Street as something is about to go down. A catalogue van was driving down at about twenty miles an hour because a lot of cars were almost blocking the road.

Next thing someone jumps on the back of the van, breaks the lock, and is inside all within 15 seconds.

He then starts emptying the van onto the road while the rest of the gang appears from the alleyway and starts picking up boxes and loading them into their own van. The whole process was done in less than thirty seconds. The driver was completely unaware and hadn’t even slowed down the entire time.

I’m not sure what happened to this gang but they were famous and did hundreds of jobs before they called it a day. They were famous in the area and they were so creative in the way they stole things.

Another funny story I heard is when my mum was going shopping one day and there was a van parked up on mill street with the driver sat inside. Now bear in mind this was 1982. She gets closer and he asks her hey girl have you got a phone in your house?

Yeah of course I have why? she answers. He tells her look I’ve broken down and I won’t dare leave the truck as I know it will be empty by the time I get back from the phonebox. Will you call my boss and tell him whats going on, here’s the number?

Luckily she took pity on him and went home and phoned it. The driver escaped without incident and was recovered in about twenty minutes.

Even though there was a lot of negative stuff about the area there were also so many positives as well. The people in the street like kids I played with to the people I saw every day.

Everyone had some sort of money maker happening or if they didn’t their brother did or they were in the same group of people so there was not a lot of judgement.

The flip side to all of this is nobody locally knew the devastation the drugs would bring down on the city and it took a long time before it began to fix itself or even a plan was made to fix it. This was a relatively new problem and there were very few drug treatment centers. It was a huge learning curve for everyone involved and things were changing rapidly.

E2 Early days in Toxteth

Well as the saying goes the journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.

Hopefully, in order to understand me better and understand what made me into the person, I am today it’s probably best to go back to the beginning.

I can promise you as time goes on I will start adding photos to the blog and especially when I get to around 2004 then I have so many memories as I always had a camera in my hand.

If you take anything from this post then take this advice. Take pictures of everything. It is much easier now we all carry around phones everywhere.

When I was younger my saving grace was that I didn’t smoke. So many of my friends did and as a result, they always had a big bulky box in their pocket. Then they had their wallet in the other pocket which left no room for anything else. Even later on this got worse when everyone started to carry phones this meant even less space for personal items such as cameras.

We had not reached the metrosexual stage yet with guys carrying man bags and wearing skinny jeans so as a result many of my friends don’t have any pictures. There will be a few from holidays and special occasions but hardly any from nights out.

Having said that my pal big Ben was seeing this girl years ago. I knew her from being a young lad on the club scene going out for the first time and having a lot of mutual friends.

One day he was helping her have a clearout and he found an old photo album she had put together from back in the day.

He’s flipping through the pictures of all the old nights out and next thing he’s screaming laughing. There was a picture with me and another lad, I’ve got my arm around his shoulder as he’s my mates and I’m pointing down. When you look down I’ve got my knob out. To this day I’ve no recollection of this photo being taken and I figured I must be around eighteen. That’s how he found out me and his girl knew each other. Well, its a small……….. world hahaha.

They were together for years and unfortunately fell apart later on. Big ben will feature a lot in my later posts as he is one of the funniest people I’ve ever met. If your lucky enough to have a night out with him I can guarantee no two nights will ever be the same.

Having said that he’s settled down with a kid and happy with a boss bird so fair play to him he’s calmed down a lot. To be fair it was that or some heavy jail or even death. There were no limits with this guy back in the day.

Anyway sorry to go off topic but yeah I have a huge box full of pictures from the army and back in the day. A lot of them I put on the computer but until I get back to the UK I will just have to tell the stories as graphically as possible so you all know what’s up.

Anyway, this is where it all began on November 19th, 1979 My mum Carol power gave birth to the legend that is Arlo Bailey. I was born in Oxford street hospital in Liverpool city centre.

Oxford street Hospital in 1975

The hospital is long gone now and is most likely student accommodation as there is a huge shortage of this in Liverpool.

I first lived in Toxteth with my Dad John Bailey and my mum Carol power.

There is an area within Toxteth called the holy land. It is a collection of streets Issac, David, Moses street.

We lived in Issac street in a huge old house that was falling to pieces but at first, everything was very happy although I remember the house was always freezing.

Unfortunately, like many old buildings, it was impossible to heat and by all accounts, the landlord was a bit of a dickhead. He was about 90 and friends with my grandma Helen.

To be honest I think he had a thing for her but I guess now we will never know. The place was older than time and even had an outside toilet. This served its purpose and the drains always seemed to be blocked and I learned at a young age that a house that stinks of shit is never a good thing.

This was back in the ancient days when children used to play in the street and not have to worry about pedophiles and dirty bastards and there was a real sense of community. It was a poor area even back then but attitudes were very different.

The kids would all play in the street and the mums would watch out the window and sometimes sit on the step. Everyone was in and out of each other’s houses and even though there was not a lot happening in Liverpool at the time people seemed a lot happier. It is probably a lot to do with not staring at a smartphone all day and playing stupid games just trying to distract themselves from what they really need to do.

One bad memory I remember from Living in Toxteth at the time is the Toxteth riots. This happened in 1981 and I was only two years old.

https://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/toxteth-riots-1981-background—3369242 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1981_Toxteth_riots

A lot of the fighting and tension were right at the end of the holy land where we all lived. I can remember very clearly as a kid my mum and dad trying to pretend everything was ok but both being very nervous.

I can also remember the noise and it sounded exactly what hundreds of people fighting with police would sound like. I didn’t really understand what was going on but I knew it was nothing good.

I also remember the aftermath of the riots there was burnt out shops everywhere and the place looked like a bomb had gone off.

Years later I met one of my closest friends Andy Mawe. We met in Iraq and he before coming to Iraq was a police officer for 20 years. The riots got so bad they started to bring in other forces to help deal with the violence which had escalated way out of control.

As crazy as things got according to Andy he hardly had any issues when in Liverpool. The blacks who were rioting were furious with the treatment from the police in Merseyside. Every force in the UK has a slightly different police badge.

Andy told me he would be stood at a checkpoint with a group of his colleagues from Yorkshire and a gang of lads would come around the corner. They were ready for anything as the news coverage was terrifying to watch. As soon as the lads got close and saw they were not Merseyside police their whole demeanor changed.

Look we don’t want any of that with you lot. We’ve got no problem with you. then they would nod and walk past. Andy and his colleagues were made up as their shift would be paperwork free and relatively chilled. Ok on your way lads be safe and for the most part that’s the way it stayed.

Coincidently years later when I was working the doors I worked at a late night club called the magnet. This was right on the edge of Liverpool city center and many people from Toxteth would drink here.

There were loads of regulars who would always come in and one of them called Leroy used to always buy me a Redbull and come over and chat with me.

I honestly had no idea who he was until one day it came out that he was Leeroy Cooper. It was Leeroy’s unjust arrest which was the melting point to which the entire black community had rioted.

https://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/man-whose-arrest-triggered-toxteth-17092910

For the next few weeks, we talked so much about this and it was so nice to see that he was no bitter about what happened. He was a very intelligent and perceptive guy and speaking to him first hand I learned so much that would never ever make it to the newspapers. He has been an artist and a photographer for years and he still lives in the Toxteth area and is very well respected.

There was so much poverty in the area like mentioned earlier but so many people did their best to help out in the community.

One of my earliest memories was of a lovely lady called Maya. She set up her own nursery in the area. My mum used to pay twelve pence for me to go and there were loads of kids there. Maya could have been making hardly anything but she just wanted to give something back.

 All of us kids used to call her Auntie Maya and she used to give us chocolate buttons. There were toys to play with and she read us stories and gave us milk. We would come home really happy. The parents were happy because back then when there were government-funded nurseries they wouldn’t be in an area like Toxteth so it would have been a case of just go without. Liverpool was pretty much left to rot under Thatcher’s government and this only got worse later on.

Another early memory I have is walking down the road and seeing a dirty syringe in the gutter. I pointed and said mummy what’s that? She dragged me away telling me it was dirty.

Unfortunately, when there is poverty there is a huge spike in drug-taking. Without opportunity or jobs and drugs not having the same services that are available to this day Toxteth was close to being on its knees and the riots where a long time coming.

When you grow up in an area like this you think that it is the same everywhere else. Its only when you move away you realise life can be very different even a few miles away.

E1 Introduction to the blog

Hi everyone and welcome to my first blog post. For those of you who don’t know me, I strongly recommend that you read about the author first.

https://wordpress.com/block-editor/page/oneoffthebeatentrack.com/8

The reason being is that I have led a very diverse life and it would be a good idea if you have a brief understanding to start with.

Like I mention in the about the author post it says that I will tell the stories in the way that I would talk to my friends to make it as realistic as possible so check out the glossary as well.

https://oneoffthebeatentrack.com/glossary/

If you are not from Liverpool nor served in the military without this it could prove a challenging read.

The reason I’m starting this is that I’ve been to many different places across the world and I have had many different experiences. My experiences have not always been good and I think it’s important to tell my story.

I don’t want this to be just a travel blog as I didn’t set out to live in many different countries its just the way things ended up.

This is the story of what put me on this path and also the extreme highs and the extreme lows which I’ve faced along the way.

It still surprises me that someone with my background managed to get a degree and now is currently an educator of both children and adults.

What I want people to see from my journey is that anything is possible if your willing to put the work in.

Even when nobody believes in you it is important to never listen to the no and most importantly to believe in yourself.

It took me a long time to get to this mindset and I’ve made some horrible mistakes along the way.

I have hit rock bottom multiple times and by the grace of God have managed to pull myself out of the swamp many times.

My story in parts should act as a cautionary tale and you can definitely see in many parts of this tale would be the wrong way to do things.

Luckily I learn from my mistakes and I don’t dwell on the past.

As messed up as some of my stories may be I will always tell them with humor and a lot of time the pain which was inflicted upon me usually by my own mistakes acted as a powerful lesson down the road for me.

One of my biggest regrets was getting mixed up with drink and drugs to the point of it nearly ruining my life. As dark as some of these posts may be I hope people can take something from this and see that its a very slippery slope if left unchecked.

As everyone who parties know it can be the best feeling in the world and personally I’ve had some of the best nights of my life partying.

My story will show all this and the lead up to my downfall and how literally everything became so unmanageable.

My story is far from over after this as I am one of the lucky ones who managed to get himself better and rebuild everything from scratch.

It obviously isn’t easy but it’s possible if your willing to do the work.

My blog is not going to be an anti-drug blog this is purely my own experience and believe me, it wasn’t all horrible. If you are telling someone on a yacht with full crew hanging out with a lot of beautiful women doing coke that he needs to stop taking drugs believe me they are not going to listen and yes this actually happened.

The boat party just before things started to become unmanageable

Many people know from personal experience that drugs will take you away from these beautiful settings and people to much darker places.

Moving away from drugs will also tell of my many experiences while serving in the military.

Some of the funniest people I have ever met are soldiers and I will also speak in detail about my experiences in Iraq which I worked for three years after I left the army working for a PMC.

I will talk in detail about the chain of events that led me to go to university as a very mature student. Also feeling like Herbert from Family Guy in both college and university.

Herbert Family guy

I was lucky enough to meet an interesting range of people from the university and I will share some of the techniques I used to help me keep up with everyone being half my age in both the classroom and when out drinking.

A big part of my life which I’ve left and gone back to many times is working in nightclubs as security. I have had some of the funniest craziest nights doing this job. However, I’ve had some horrible nights as well and unfortunately, you are in contact with some of the dregs of society.

Unless I saw some of these things I witnessed first hand then I honestly would not have believed them.

It’s unbelievable how much the industry has changed for the worst and it was these changes and the toxic environment which made me want to change my reality.

After I got my degree I had many difficulties which led me on my current path.

Firstly from not being able to find a job to then finding the job from hell which was packaged up nicely as a dream graduate job. Many times in my life I have learned the hard way that all that glitters is not gold.

This led me to plan an exit strategy from the Uk and so far has landed me in Thailand, China, and currently at the time of writing this Vietnam.

Some of the people I’ve met and some of the situations I have been in are mind-blowing for both good and bad reasons which I will cover in detail as well.

Hopefully, this blog will have something for everyone and you can all relate it in some way.

I hope it to be motivational, uplifting, funny, unbelievable, and most of all entertaining.

There will be many times that I will change the names of the people in the stories as they would not appreciate this getting and in some cases, they will most likely be single again.

I hope you enjoy the ride as much as I have.  Keep getting after it and remember this is your life and its ending one minute at a time. You have one life so live it.