Baltimore is overrun by murders, rats, and rampant illiteracy. Then its art museum went woke.
Like a medieval monastery after the fall of Rome, the Baltimore Museum of Art is a relic of another time filled with the relics of another era. The Baltimorean merchants, bankers, and railroad tycoons who decided a century ago that their city needed an art museum to boost its civic pride are long gone and Charm City's favorite work of art is its mascot: a giant rat.
