Metropolis DTLA Threatens To Legally Restrain Black Man If He Does Not 'COMPLY'

Christon
Jan 19
8 min read

Updated: 5 days ago

There Are Two Types Living Here Now: The Highly Successful + The Successful Hustlers

& The Music Never Stops

The Metropolis in DownTown Los A ngeles promoted and sold at a premium a plethora of big dreams about a bright and bustling downtown future. The architects, builders, investors but especially the what felt like then very lucky buyers all had sky high hopes. They made a lot of promises of undreamed as yet back then at least, untold success. Almost none of those promises unfortunately, were kept or ever even came close to true fruition.

With one of the highest commercial vacancy rates in the city, it is as an investment, what the top financial analyst in the country might generously call, an abysmal failure.

Years of slow ugly decline have left behind a seemingly endless trail of unrealized pretty stories and what has become only more endless unkept broken promises, leaving mostly burned out, bitter now entirely disillusioned owners faced with only dark predictions of even deeper plummets to their property values.

These remorseful buyers now deeply regretful owners, are beginning to understand, they may have been lied to about everything: Down Town is never coming back. No One but the homeless want to live down there, so dangerously close to Skid Row. They're realizing they're stuck in a death spiral of economic loss, stuck inside noisy condos they can't get rid of, because no one else unfortunately in or outside Los Angeles, is foolish enough to even want to buy them.

The music never stops @ The Metropolis DTLA 24/7. Cristian Radu & Christine Borland apparently spent their formative years, when they had happy, in seedy gay bath houses. Cristian can't even afford to live here.

If you're going to be stuck down town you should at least be given the benefit of being able to enjoy the beautiful aesthetics and environment(s) created by the brilliant architects of Ginsler. The grounds and outside surroundings of The Metropolis are absolutely stunning.

But I'm a lifelong yogi, who didn't know he was under obligation to the building's gay sex predator/general manager, to feed his entitled greed for dark meat.

So this beauty is covered over by selfish bitterness with generic very tacky elevator music. The never ending tasteless tunes in the Metropolis are dictated by only two people: Christine Borland & Cristian Radu, President of the HOA board & manager of extreme incompetence himself. Respectively the mutt & jeff face of ugly fascistic authoritarianism and abuse.

Neither loser has a life worth living, so they desperately need to be the soundtrack of yours. Ironically, the elevator is the only place outside the inside of your own individual unit, where you aren't forced to listen to what 'management' has decided you should.

Cristian Radu in particular is an unfortunate looking petty little immature girly man who wanted desperately to quibble & nibble me bits.

I politely declined. And something inside him broke.

I've not wanted to say anything because quite frankly it's embarrassing. But at this point it's beyond intolerable. They are out of control and abusing everyone because they're petulant emotionally immature jerks.

The owners are becoming more and more irate. They've been complaining. But those complaints seem to fall on deaf ears. They don't yet know, their beautiful but obscenely noisy all the time building is being poorly managed literally (perhaps intentionally, jealous much?) being run into the ground by an epically incompetent deviant homosexual his long-term booty call and his rejected well past her prime sidekick.

They've been harassing and abusing me for more than a year. I've remained silent, taken the high road. But No More.

(Yelp:Tinnelly Law Group)

I thought only to nJoy a java chai latte under a fairly pale but splendidly full moon's light shimmering beautifully against the slowly undulating rippled lighting of the pools surface just shy of 11p. But the noise on the 9th was so loud I could not hear simple thought

The board is apparently fully aware of his abusive behavior. Since his attraction however, seems to reside exclusively with black and brown latino men only, they assume we're powerless. So they do nothing. He's allowed to harasses me in particular without compunction and apparently with their full support and absolute impunity.

Just last night I was coming home from a simple trip to Ralphs. Having lived here for almost two years, the guard saw me half way down the street and literally ran toward the closing door. I thought to hold it open. He instead slammed it shut in my face standing in front of the now closed door and demanding I move on as, I did not live here.

He told me four times I did not live here while the rest of the guards simply stood around looking directly at me, like idiots, waiting, watching. One black guard in particular (Jessie Stewart, u traitorous lil bitch. Slavery could not have existed without duplicitous backstabbing house slaves like yourself. Karma Is Coming 4 U) whom I certainly did not believe to be my friend, just not one of my many very jealous cowardly so faceless enemies, only sat there, staring at me with a stupid look on his face, and simply remained silent. She stood out glaringly from the others, not just cause he was the only black man in the group, but because I'd told him just a few days prior, he was my favorite.

I locked eyes with him for a full minute and he just sat there looking at me, saying nothing.

I took a step back and called 911. The young Hispanic man I'd never seen before (nor since) immediately dropped the act and held the door open. I can only assume this is how all people of color are now being treated at The Metropolis DownTown Los Angeles.

They knew when they sent this almost all of it was false. They hoped to scare me, make me complicit. They Don't Know Me Verwy Well, Do They? (Yelp:Tinnelly Law Group)

All I've ever asked for is peace. I can only imagine the problem being once again I forgot with some white people, uppity negros like me need always make our request with humility head bowed in only deferential tones, on our knees.

The all-white racist board (Despite the building's actual occupancy being predominantly Korean, they enjoy no representation on the Board Of Directors, Metropolis Los Angeles DTLA And there is not one speaker of Korean, let alone an actual professional interpreter on staff) has been fully aware of cristian radu's predatory proclivities the whole time. At least Christine's known all along he was bringing his black lover to what were supposed to be 'resident only' events so they could liquor up & hunt as a team 4 innocent str8 'strange'.

I've had a lifetime of hate fueled ignorant bigots like you. All Black People Have. We're Tired. But Mostly We Are Fed The Fuck Up. This time U are going to be very sorry.

Before we get to any future cash settlements however, I'm going to tell everyone what my experience here has been at The Metropolis DTLA. An informed shopper is a smart consumer. I'll let buyers decide if they want to live or only just invest in such a toxic piece of real estate. In a capitalist society, let's let the market decide, if treating people like me, like this, is ok.

Proof white MAGA racism has indeed trickled down to the everyday colored on the street.

'The Metropolis, DTLA ~ Putting Dem Damned Uppity Darkies Back In Their Place'

Turn the music off outside of normal business hours. That's all I've ever asked. But even that is a bridge too far for this pair who have, they've mistakenly thought thus far, all the power.

(Yelp:Tinnelly Law Group)

I dared mention the loud noise around the pool @ 10:59pm. 3 days later by FedEx a belittling very insulting poorly written threat arrived with a demand to sign this

Power however, is is a matter of perception. They've assumed because I've let it go this long I'm not me. Weaklings and cowards have come to believe power only to be destructive or cruel. I'm a quiet unassuming man, who carries no stick at all. It makes room U C 4 the feeble minded & the stupid to delude themselves because they are, I'm weak.

U thought the black guy would do something violent. U thought I had no other recourses or tools available to vent my rage.

I'll never forget Christine Borland's jolly drunken face as she disgracefully disparaged and slandered the black attorney David, just to win an election. This ugly act of disrespect in front of a total stranger, a new tenant (you who were then general manager) says more about you, than anything else you've done thus far.

It's clear the board is not paying (and getting every penny's worth) only using him pro bono, like a slave. Poor thing is probably not able to understand or even process properly (even if he knew) how damaging to his reputation it is for Christine Borland to be indiscriminately telling at least me, behind his back he's 'Retarded' (her words). I didn't know anyone yet. You didn't care I might know him directly. U didn't even bother to ask.

He probably thought you were friends. I don't know him well, but he seems like a nice guy. David deserves so much better. We All Do.

In the midst of one of the hottest summers in history, The Metropolis DTLA Is The Only 'Luxury' residence in all of Los Angeles with a completely dry-jacked jacuzzi.

In the end, there's a reason nice guys often finish last. Once again my kindness has been mistaken for something else... having worked hard his whole life, an old man asked only to be able to enjoy the sounds of nature in his own home. And Christine Borland decided and found it offensive, he didn't first get on his knees, and beg.

I know better than most, misery loves them some company. More almost, than a fat kid loves cake. I've given them nearly two years to show me who they are.

Now It's My Turn.

They Don't Bother Making Most Repairs AnyMore, Even The Ones Publicly Seen

UpDate: 1.5.26 HGT Law Commences Derivative Lawsuit On Behalf Of Metropolis Master Association

Cristian Radu is out! Ding Dong the Witch Is Dead. I hope it wasn't anything I said, or did or wrote or wished upon every falling star I ever saw ツ...U were warned. Now Ya Burnt. Burn in Hell U Hangry lil Bitch.

Christine Borland is gm again. Because... of course she is. No one else would want the 'job'. She's doubled down on the stupid. There is literally no one else here but me. But the fucking music plays on, loudly.

Went out onto the deck just now mid afternoon music blaring completely empty. If no one else is bothered enough to complain fuckit.

Whenever I even consider moving on, or perhaps I've been too mean, she reminds everyone what an asshole she's always been. Gossipy, inconsiderate, selfish and completely unprofessional, she is the miserable unfucked cunt no self-respecting cock would enter or even get hard for JD Vance warned us about. Thanx 4 pushing out all doubt. U 2 may burn in hell you wretched prick. You're gonna die alone.

They had exactly one sell in November. A 1br. Vastly below what was even payed for it originally. They were so excited post cards were actually stamped and snail mailed. But Not even 1 in Dec. (listings on Zillow) Half the building is on the market, sitting vacant.

No One Wants To Invest, Live or even visit The Metropolis DTLA anymore. Why would they? Who wants to live a dangerous hard knock life of fear so very near skid row unvisited by family or friends alone, afraid and all locked up in a noisy mirrored concrete box, with nothing better to do, than watch your property's value plumet?

Beautiful surroundings mean nothing, if the only place you find peace or even comfort, is somewhere else.

Namasté

Christon

The Metropolis DTLA Is Always Watching~ Cristian Radu Wants Me To Know He's Stalking Me. News Flash I've always known you're watching. You're A Sick Demented Deviant HomoSexual Predator.

I Wonder What He's Doing When He's Watching And Stalking You~Every Time You Get N2 The Elevator