
…sooner or later you find yourself pulled over getting invited out of the vehicle to play “field sobriety test” with your friendly local sheriffs deputy, and maybe you’ve underestimated how drunk you really are and overestimated how well you can hold your booze. So, welcome to your first time in handcuffs and a nice late night tour of the county jailhouse until you’re all sobered up and you can finally leave. So you just no call/ no showed for work and that’s a strike against you. Maybe even…
…blah blah blah… easily $20,000 over the course of a few years. Meanwhile, a lot of people sooner or later end up driving without their license renewed yet, whether it’s because the time has run o it on the suspension but they just haven’t yet gone to the dmv to pay the money and officially get a new license that’s good, or if it’s because they haven’t been on great behavior and they’re still on probation when some supposed emergency comes up and they feel compelled to get behind the wheel…
…and take rhe risk. Or in some cases you’re allowed to apply for a temporary drivers license after you get arrested for a DUI, just to get you thru until your big court date, since you’re technically not convicted of a crime yet until you do take a plea bargain or go to trial and get found guilty or not guilty. So they’ll give you a temp license for a while and tell you to surrender it at some point near or on your trial date. And if you don’t get that memo on time or answer your phone that day
You might not even realize your license is blacked out and you could keep on driving and waiting for the word on license status, and it could already be past that point and you’ve got no idea. It happens. You get pulled over for a tail light out or you roll a stop sign, and the next thing you know in my state for example it’s an automatic 30 days in jail if you get busted driving on a suspended license. I guess they usually let people out after the first 15 days but still. Imagine the damage…
…done if you’re unexpectedly jailed for two weeks because you tried to pick your wasted female friend up from some bar after she called you up frantic and crying that she’s unsafe and you don’t want her trying to walk home alone in that part of town, so you figure what’s the chances you’ll get caught “the one time” you take the risk and drive without a license? Famous. Last. Words. Right? Yep, so BAM, now you’re jailed, and because of it you’re fired from your job and it’s like a domino effect..
…systematically ruining your whole life. So that’s when you’re like, well, fuck it, might as well really start hitting the bottle now, because Whadya got to lose anyway? Or maybe you start doing stuff even harder than just drinking. Most people who have been to college and partied have some experience, at least a little bit, with cocaine. A lot of your white bread little yuppie frat boys and preppies and jocks and band geeks and all walks of life who have ever walked a college campus figure…
…and the merch is way cheaper and stronger, but it stings or burns a lot when you snort it, UNLESS you mix it with some lidocaine or at least there’s some amount of actual cocaine in it too, since anything with -caine in the name is a topical anesthetic, so let’s definitely exploit that on this Vegas episode of rhe show. Anyway, yeah, these are some of the ways seemingly “normal” people you would never expect to see in mug shots descend into situational criminality that ruins their lives…
And you’re hungry. You have no resources. It’s the middle of the darkest and coldest time of the winter. You have nothing going for you. You have e nowhere to go. No family in town. You can’t imagine just stopping by any of your yuppie friends ‘ houses looking as disheveled and tore down as you do. Can’t make that impression. You sure don’t want anyone’s kids to see you at your rock-bottom like that. You don’t even want to acknowledge it yourself. It damn you’re just so hungry. You have zero..
…dollars to your name whatsoever. No way to get ahold of anyone. Even if you were to make some house calls and try to post up somewhere like some kind of a base camp to start over from, it’s probably like at least a two hour hike across town in the snow, uphill, if you’re pretty much raised in the affluent suburbs. And since you were raised in such an affluent social circle, unfortunately most people you’ve known the longest who might really want to help you out if they knew how badly you’re…
…struggling at that time, you csnt even try to put it on abyone else to play the role of your caretaker, even just temporarily, so you’re not too keen to go knocking on doors begging for a handout or whatever. You’re basically embarrassed to be in such shambles all of sudden. You think to yourself that it won’t take too long to get back up on your own two feet, if you could just start making some money somehow… but how? Ever tried to go about finding a job in this day and age without a computer,
Or at least a decent smart phone that you can use to conjure up a nice fresh resume you can send out in response to ads online looking for help?? Good fuckin luck! You also are reduced to only the clothes on your back that you happened to be wearing at the time of your mast arrest. So you’re not gonna have touch luck getting a any of the warehouse or construction or even basic minimum wage bullshit jobs until you’ve got a phone and a working phone number and a resume or multiple versions of one
This was never about whether joining a gang was right or wrong or if doing the things they do is right or wrong, this was about ur original statement “only stupid people join gangs.” If you werent so misinformed about why things happen the way they do then you’d know better. The reason ppl join gangs has nothing to do with 🍇 or assault, it usually has to do with money and status , something people impoverished need to survive.
Yeah right, you’re NAIVE A F. It ain’t up to the parents. It’s not that some “really persuasive nagger” is “TELLING” a kid to go join a gang. Do you know what I meant when I said they “get jumped into a gang”? It means older kids, like late teens, even early 20s, age kids target younger children that are like 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 years old and they JUMP them. Like after school in a dark, sketchy alley behind the neighborhood porno shop, strip club, bodega, whatever, and they kick their fuckin’ asses
…to within an inch of their lives, okay, and then they say, “cool, you didn’t bleed out or go into a coma, so congratulations! You’re part of the gang now! Here is your complimentary neck or facial tattoo to make it official! Somebody hold this little pipsqueak down while I dip the stolen tattoo gun into this mixture of burnt tire rubber and blackened ashes and spit that we use as tattoo ink, just like in prison, and brand this little bastard as one of us for life, and then we’ll go ahead and…
…”…and front him a huge bag of dope and make him go sell it on the schoolyard to fund our acquisition of new firearms and minor explosive devices and stuff, and if he doesn’t sell the drugs quick enough or loses them or the money, then it’s no big deal because we’ll just firebomb his house when the whole family’s home and slit everybody’s throats if they talk to the pigs about it. Rock n roll, mothafuckas!!!”
Ok? It goes a little something like that. They’re not like “we command you to please approach your local chapter of the CRIPS and pursue an official application for membership into their esteemed organization! Now, little Johnny! I said now! That’s more like it…” it’s kind of a physical reality of growing up in certain kinds of neighborhoods in certain metropolitan areas of the country. And if you don’t have fairly direct experience with it and haven’t AT THE VERY LEAST seen a frickin movie like
“Boyz n the Hood” or “Menace II Society”or “South Central” or “Juice” or “New Jack City” or “American History X” or even “Don’t Be a Menace to South Central While Drinkin Your Juice in the Hood,” if you require more of a sugary satirical take on the whole subject in order to swallow the bitter medicine of the thug life…Okay?
Gangs include members of every race nowadays. That’s because gangs are a symptom of poverty and oppression and low social-economic mobility and political disillusionment and any number of things that are fairly universal to low-income, low-status, low-education communities. The days of just “negroes n spics” dukin it out in the streets with switchblades and 9s are pretty much a joke compared to what goes on in the modern ganglands of the inner cities and disenfranchised outskirts and flavelas.
Yeah, but seriously, a lot of people actually don’t have the luxury of being able to choose otherwise. Depending on the circumstances, a lot of people are literally forced into that life before their age is even in the double digits, and they don’t know a life where that isn’t the overwhelming norm for everyone around them. Don’t judge these people like you know better than they do about how to survive extreme poverty.
It’s funny that you think EVERYBODY in a gang is automatically a killer and a rapist and a thief. Get real, bro. There’s a division of labor involved in that life. They’re organized. They have their internal hierarchies. It’s rank-and-file like the teamsters or the Cosa Nostra. Some gangsters are just low-level drug dealers selling dimebags of pot at the neighborhood roller rink. Shit, in this day and age. A lot of them are just sitting around at the computer trying to get credit cards and loans
…in the names of recently deceased neighbors whose mail they’ve been stealing and shit like that. It’s a brave new world out there, and just like in the general public, most of the gang-oriented criminality has now shifted to the digital realm, and it doesn’t necessarily require breaking and entering or armed robberies or anything remotely violent. But keep on yappin like you’re entitled to judge a bunch of poor children trying to eat a square meal a day, KARENS!!!
Well, they’re idiots. They’re classist. They’re ethnocentric. They’re just generally a bunch of whack bigots and Karen’s boppin around like they got it all figured out and shit. So gross to hear some of the statements honkeys will make when they have no idea what the fuck they don’t even know, you know?
It’s funny that you’re trying to affirm your own self congratulatory intellectual and perceived social status right here by verbally and morally attacking a whole sect of the population that you seem to lack much, if any, real life experience with, and then you would call them losers as though you’re not doing just the same thing in your own way, the socially acceptable way by the standards of your own kind of clique, right? Feckin hypocrite and you don’t even catch the irony, do ya?
There are plenty of people who are lower class or poverty stricken who don’t turn to a life of crime. Someone’s financial state is not a reason to steal from others, nor is it a justification for the other criminal atrocities involved in gangs. I say this as someone who went to school in a town that had a lot of issues with gangs for a long time. I say it as someone who’s seen what gangs do to people first hand.
Did ya get to take some cool electives this last semester? How was rushin’ the fraternities, brahhh?? Didja have any “bad hookups” with any prude little bitches from the sororities who you knew actually really “wanted it,” even though they were “acting all prissy” at first before you got em drinking from the spiked keg, Derel??
Wow, that’s a pretty warped and twisted take on everything I’ve been saying, you paranoid fuckin weirdo. I mean I don’t know where anybody came up with “gang life is all about murder, rape, and theft,” but also, you know damn well that the point of what was being said wasn’t simply “harming people is bad news.” That would be what they call a “straw man” argument, and it’s a fallacy. Nice try though, buddy.
What do you even mean by that? What doesn’t language I use have to do with anybody’s race here, or my perception (or lack thereof) of anyone’s race here? Like what point are you trying to make with that? You think I’m racist or something? I do not give any fucks about race, bro, I don’t even believe in race, because where’s the finish line anyway? Right? Actually, the only race I do acknowledge is THE human race, of which every single one of us is a part. Aside from that, the only reason why…
…skin color would be of any more significance to me than hair color or eye color is because of undeniable historical bullshit that’s gone down and left all this collateral human damage behind in its wake, which is unfortunate. But I don’t know what you mean telling me it’s funny that I use some kind of language without knowing people’s race who might read my thoughts here…? I don’t understand your point or why something like that should matter one bit in this discussion. Tell me.
Oh, so you’re just confused. Okay #2, no. No no no no no. What I meant was, was that many of the idiots in this particular conversational thread like the OP and a couple of others were ethnocentric and classist. It hadn’t even crossed my fucking mind that saying so would cause anybody to wonder if I’m implying that certain races of people are born to be thugs and criminals and gang [members? Not manners? I assume?]. Yeah, no. That was not my point. I don’t know where you’re getting that idea…
…I think I even explicitly stated somewhere in this thread that it’s not about race at all, and it’s actually about social economic issues, political power or lack of political power, poverty, inter generational cultural idiosyncrasies, etc etc etc. look, I know people who you’d never have guess would turn criminal, but you watch it happen, grown adults in their 30s who always had their shit together and their lives all set, so you’d have thought, and then they hit a little turbulence and…
…one thing leads to another and there’s a few strokes of bad luck in a short amount of time and they get knocked off their balance, they lose their grip, and the next thing you know they’re on some kind of fuckin bender, and sometimes they just never really recover from those demons and they lose their job, can’t find a new one fast enough to save their home and their car and whatever, and it doesn’t take much in this country, if you don’t have a solid support network to fall back on…
…and lean on in case of a life emergency type situation like that, you know even most people you might think are pretty upper middle class or even “top one percent” type cats are almost always just one or two paychecks away from total devastation, and once the house of cards starts to fall, it can be pretty swift and brutal as it all comes crashing down. Okay, so think about that and I’ll give you another scenario. But let’s put ourselves in their shoes for a minute here and really think…
Let’s say you’ve never been in trouble with the law before, but all of a sudden you have an unexpected and devastating loss of a loved one, a death in the family or maybe a really rough divorce or something like that. So you’re trying to manage it you don’t have a big huge extended family or anything like that and most of your friends are cool and all, but they’re busy living their lives and raising their own kids and it’s just not like back in your twenties when all your whole friend group…
…was real tight like a family. Now everyone’s all split off into their own little nuclear families and it’s not like they don’t care about you but they’re busy living just don’t realize you’re struggling and you’re not gonna go beat their door down to cry about your pity party, so you start drinking a lot more than usual, going to the bar right after work, staying for hours on end, even till they close a lot of the time, steady alcohol pulse to your brain to try and numb the pain, and then…
…your last strike. They cut a big hole in your drivers license and tell you you lost driving privileges and now you’ve gotta go to some DUI educational class on the weekends for several weeks, start doing community service toward your sentence, and blah blah blah, the average total cost of a DUI is like $20,000 nowadays when you factor in the price of taxis and public transportation and Ubers while your license is revoked, plus attorneys fees if you can even afford one, plus fines, plus the…
…special “sr-22” document you have to pay for every six months for like three years after you get your license back, which reminds me of dmv reinstatement fees, the price of installing an interlock device in your car ignition , plus the price of getting breathalyzed every few days while you’re in pretrial decides leading up to your court date, because they charge you for that too, plus the price of getting the interlock thing removed later, and on and on and on, the price of your dui education..
…as long as it isn’t actual CRACK cocaine, there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of powder coke here and there to up jump the boogie like a disco stud at studio 54, right? College kids love their blow. A lot of them will still shamelessly judge and ridicule the kids downtown they’ll see “cracked out” down by the bus station or whatever, even though it’s the exact same drug at the end of the day, plus or minus the baking soda. It’s cool to snort that pow, but if you be smokin the rock, man…
…then you’re fucked UP, right? Even the law used to routinely differentiate the sentencing to the point where possession of just one little crack rock could trigger and automatic federally mandated five year prison sentence or worse, whole a pretty substantial amount of powder coke was practically legal unless you had a scale in your pocket too. So that’s a thing. But one thing leads to another and once you’ve got the dui bust on your hands and making you broke, maybe costing you your whole…
…livelihood and career if you were a driver or trucker or anything like that. Let’s say then you get into doing all this coke all the time while you can still semi-afford it… but it won’t take long before you either start getting a better deal on your “coke” from some new dealer, and unbeknownst to you it’s all getting stepped on with meth and lidocaine to make it last longer and stretch the dollar out further and further, because you’ll get higher for longer snorting meth than just real coke…
I could really milk the storytelling vibe here and draw this narrative way the fuck out, but long story short, you finally get out of jail and you’re car-less, evicted from your house, unemployed, all your personal possessions like clothes and everything have been either stolen from your house prior to the lockout or the landlord threw everything outside on the curb like a total prick, so everything you owned is gone and you have no vehicle, no job, not even a cell phone and surely no computer..