WE HAVE A WINNER!
Actually we've got two winners. The first in with the correct answer was SOUTHERN GENT. He clocked in with his correct answer - Rafael Sanvodal, Jimmy Coppolla and Robert Salas - at 3:05 PM. But since MAD MEXICAN clocked in at 3:06 PM, it was close enough, and I was in a generous mood to give both of them a signed copy of the book. If you winners want to send me your mailing info back channel, I'll make sure you get the first two copies off the press. If either or both winners want to fill the rest of us in on the background and the relationship among the three at the time the picture was taken, we'll all be the wiser for it. Thanks for playing at home and here's hoping for a more peaceful year.
Monday, January 01, 2007
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I thought it was a casting audition for Three's Company, till I looked a little closer and realized that the dude on the right looks a lot meaner than Larry. Those guys are killers, man. I aint messin with them. Congrats to Mad Mexican and Southern Gent. I wouldn't have gotten it if my life depended on it.
wally, please reach in deeper into that secret vault and share more pictures with us
I COULD OF GOTTEN IT ALOT SOONER THEN THAT! JUST CLICK ON THE PIC AND RIGHT CLICK TO SAVE,AND READ THE FILE NAME! WALLY!! MAKE IT HARDER NEXT TIME!!
HAPPY NEW YEARS TO EVERYONE!!
HOLLENBECK RESIDENT
To StillNoScript and Wally,
I used my right mouse button and clicked on the picture then just looked at the properties of this photo, and the photo file name includes their last names.
Like I stated in my previous post I am not an admirer of EME or any of its low life criminal members. As I stated before I volunteer my time trying to educate L.A. students who unfortunately have to live in an areas where gangs are like a parasite infecting too many young people. I can not understand how so many people allow their lives and way of life to be affected by gangs, where is our Latino M.L.K when we need him !!!!
I believe books about EME will mostly be read by people who admire these low life criminals.
I can see a young wanna-be gangsters looking at books about EME and wanting to emulate them. Unfortunately the people who need to learn about gangs will never read any books about gangs.
So Wally feel free to give my "prize" to SNS or another of your regular readers who will actually read the book. I would probably burn the book in my fireplace, no offense to you.
What I would read is a book about how to educate these young people so they are not brain-washed by gangs. I am amazed how stupid some kids are and simply repeat over and over the tired expressions older gang members teach them. And what the hell do gangs have to do with Brown Pride?
See more of stupid shit below
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Mad Mexican
To George: That'd be Mexican Mafia by Tony Raphael due out in 07. There's 700+ pages of info that we, who still stand aghast at the proliferation of this (cliche now) "phenomenon" are looking to research for more info, or maybe just because we feel we know the author. There's NO real cheerleading going on here. These jagoffs we speak of are long gone in the longone..
But then maybe this dissemination of info is'nt such a bad thing. From the youngster's outlook: Would'nt increasing awareness of the "end result" of gang-banging serve to uncover its true evil? I do'nt know, and ought to listen and learn..
I hear you though. It's good to have you here, especially since you were able to do that "properties thingie" w/the right clicker.. Damn I just figured out how to open the pics on Mundo's CD and ah well I'm old! Kinda miss getting ragged on about that..
Well, well, well mary bucket.. all the same faces here, 'cept instead of the usual swadddling, everybody's wearing a tuxedo here at the dinner table. Well I'm sitting down my gay caballero's, so everyone - spread out. That polaroid have a 1979 stamp date on it?
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Hey mad-mex, "no te calientes plancha" maybe some people are just into true crime books, as for myself I started off in juvie hall reading Nicky Cruz's "the cross and the switchblade" and Phil Thatchers "from cupie dolls to crime" but always got disapointed at the endings cause they would always find Christ at the end of there criminal careers where I was hoping they would go out in a blaze of gunfire. So as I got a little older I got into reading Detective magazines and the like. At one time I had a true crime library of over 100 paperbacks, but times got hard and I ended up trading them for a 1/4 gram of heroin,(hey I was in my addiction). Mad-mex you need to go to some anger management classes, get a grip and stop being so pissed off at the world and "low life criminals" in particular. By the way I just finished reading "Mafia Cop" by Louis Eppolito, my ol'lady gave me "The Brotherhood" by guy Lawson and William oldham for x-mas and I started that last night. which is kind of like a follow up to fist book I mentioned. So chill out dude, by the way I buy the LATimes just to see who got busted or whacked. By the way if your looking for a good read try "The devils butcher shop" by Roger Morris or "The hot house, life inside Leavenworth prison" by Pete Earley. or hell buy "From alter boy to hitman by "Mundo" sure you'll contributing to a notorious rata, but then again most of these true crime books are written by "rats, dropouts, LE, and people living in the witness protection program. Basically the worst kind of criminal scum. Anyways let SNS buy his own copy of Wallys book and kick yours down this way.
Ay te miro chamiro.
I already paid for mine but hell, could sure use an autographed copy. I've been reading Dannie M. Martin's "Committing Journalism" the prison wiritings of Red Hog. Good enough profile of life and times in the Fed.. Then there's The Education of a Felon by Edward Bunker. Will start it soon. Got these books, along with "In the Hat by Dannie Martin used from Amazon. Shit, one of them they only charged me a penny and then the S/H $3.49.. Ca'nt beat that with TJ's baton!!!
It figures Script would get the freebies.
While we're on that polaroid, what is the correlation with the dago Coppolla and Eme. I mean i'm aware Joe Morgan arranged a relationship w/ LCN as to the importation of heroin but it would be sweet to know why these guys were there when they were there - yada-yada-yada.... Hey there's a foot of snow outside. throw us a slice, huh?
What is the name of wallys book and where can it be purchased?
Thanks, Mad Mexican! But it looks like you ruffled the feathers of a couple of brothers at the dinner table of our dysfunctional family by offering it to the snotty college liberal brother. I don't mind buying the book. Give it to Gava. He can write about it on his blog.
Want colorful language? Try iceberg slim...that cat has a way with words. anyhow, i read the dannie martin book and was entertained. I used to love reading the books the church groups would put in juvie hall and YA. They always started out by telling you how much dirt the vato did before turning to Christ. Halfway through the book, the story became one of redemption and not a glorification of criminality. I didn't read much endings but those books put out by prison bible society or something like that sure kept me from going stir crazy my first time in. Today, I'd probably be more interested in the redemption part, its harder than being bad.
on a different note, i think its sad Saddam was executed. He came from a poor and abusive home like so many gangsters. He fought and clawed his way to power like so many gangsters. He didn't inherit anything. Anyways, I admired him for the same reasons I do some of these gang legends, they made the best of a bad situation and did it better than most. And , he went to his death like a man, head held high. And when the crowd tried to jeer him, he called them unmanly which was correct. The people chanting moqtada were acting like women groupies.
On the Saddam note, Richard "Grenyas" Ramirez said it best when he got the death penalty "It comes with the territory" I most certainly do not endorse or respect what "Richie" did but he took his "justice" like a man. Now if they would just forthwidth his death penalty I'm sure he would have victims family members at his execution taunting him and screaming at him also. "Live by the sword, die by the sword" or like the Carnales say it "Bood in, Blood out". Anyways I got to get my nalgitas to work right now.
Ay te veo feo.
OK mad mexican, I can agree with you, can you agree with me? The way I see it, this lockstep cultural Nazism is not just foolish. When it becomes an instrument of political repression, it rises to the level of an enemy to combat. Many, many Americans of Latin flavor are being held down by a political movement that keeps them dependent on government aid and government schools. Their oppressors are not whiteys or Republicans, but La Raza and MECHA – the Mexican Mafia types who keep their people on the plantation with barbaric tribalist politics mixed with toxic socialism.
All Americans should embrace the ethic of individualism. Don’t waste your energy obsessing about your racial makeup or cultural identity. Happiness is found, not in stale allegiance to a bounded culture, but in energetic exploration and enjoyment of as many cultures as abound in this country. On that note, it’s time for me to go.
As an American of Mexican descent, it has been quite a challenge to voice independent, rational, pro-freedom opinions without coming under rabid attack. White racists tell me how people like me have destroyed America and that I should “go back” to Mexico – where I’ve never resided. But they are not the only attackers. Even more ridiculous is when my own people try to take me down.
These people are what I call the Mexican Mafia. They want all Hispanics to think in lockstep, lobby for more free social services, and vote Democratic. The obvious consequence of their approach is that Hispanics remain utterly dependent on white America for handouts and free rides, instead of building a culture of self-responsibility, honor, and independence.
WHY DOES ANTONIO HAVE ALL OF THOSE TATTOOD THUGS WITH HIM? ARE THEY MAFIA, OR EX MAFIA MEMBERS? WHY DOES ANTONIO HAVE A TATTOO HIMSELF? WAS HE IN A GANG, DID HE SCORE, SELL, OR TRY DRUGS? I DO NOT WANT HIM AS A ROLE MODEL FOR KIDS IN LOS ANGELES.
That synopsis is WAY over the top. One sure ca'nt deny Saddam's gritty beginnings and his tenacious grope to dictator, but it's the way he handled success that sticks in my craw.. In this world of twisted politics I could tolerate a benevolent tyrant even but this guy murdered, tortured and generally treated his people like livestock!! AND (big and) taught and encouraged his shithook sons to do same as his juices ran dry..Saddam was a goat turd if only for the reason that power made him evil.. I shed no tears for him, only for the carnage he left in his wake.. I wish the rope would've broke and they had to do it a coupla times. Besides his daughters swear he was drugged and practically incoherent.. Ptooey! on his grave!!
Benevolent Tyrant [oxymoron]??? You don't get to power and maintain it by being good all the time. I won't sit here and argue on Saddams behalf because there's nothing to gain from it. However, Saddam aside, I don't think it right for someone to have their hard earned power taken away and given to someone else who couldnt get it on their own.
I guess if the shiittes would have risen up without US help and crushed Saddam on their own, I would embrace their sense of victory and justice.
Say the US military went into Southern California and started killing surenos, then the CCPOA went into shu cells and killed the M leadership off wherever they found them. Then they let the nortenos run whats left of the yards and the nortenos start acting like they crushed the south... get the picture.
Its not about being muslim, christian, brown , white, yellow, or green, its about being men and handling your own business with the help of subordinates not superiors. that would make you a llorona. that said Im taking another 6 month leave from the blog because I really should be doing things to get ahead instead of blogging.
be good to each other...adios
To my "dysfunctional family" (from StillNoScript) I have a request to my family members.
Please sign you name, placka, AKA, or moniker at the end of your posts. Some people have a blog account and have their signature at the top of their posts (GavaJoe)for example. But if you post as anonymous please add you name at the end of your posts.
Some authors I can recoginze by writing style and use of terms such as "toxic socialism". But please make it easier to respond and know you.
Good post "Mayor Sam"
Mad Mexican (plaka)
Mad Mexican (moniker)
Mad Mexican (name)
Prison Gangs - Sgt. Bill Valentine (Ret)
GANGS: ANOTHER VIEW
Within the past two decades, Carson City has seen a large influx of Hispanics moving into the area. The majority of these people are hardworking, deeply religious newcomers. Unfortunately however, some are not. Along with the salt-of-the-earth workers, have come others who are here to disrupt the system through bloody gang violence. It is happening across America. This is irrefutable.
This awakening was thrust upon us during the night of October 27, 2006, when upwards of 100 youthful, mostly Hispanic partygoers, were celebrating Halloween at a home on 2654 Longridge Drive. During the course of the evening, the gaiety was shattered by the screams of the celebrants diving for cover as a barrage of gunshots fired by gang members sprayed the area. When the smoke cleared, Luis Martin Saavedra Silva, 20, a father of two, lie on the ground, unseeing, his life’s blood oozing from a gaping head wound. He died five days later. A second victim, Israel “Muppet” Ralla. 24, was admitted to the hospital suffering from three non-fatal gunshot wounds.
During the ensuing investigation, sheriff’s deputies did not identify Silva as an active gang member. Ralla, though, it was reported, was a member of the Eastwood Tokers, which is one of five Hispanic gangs now active in the Carson City area. Of these five, the Tokers are home grown and have been in the area for the last 18-20 years.
In the late ‘80s, most of the Toker activity was limited to auto burglaries, tire slashing, graffiti and other vandalism. On occasion, a few Reno bangers would come down from Montello Street to flex their muscles, otherwise there was not a lot of gang violence. Abruptly, this all changed when out-of-the-area gang members showed up to deal drugs. They brought with them a history of street violence which they thrust upon Carson City.
9/18/1991. An 18 year old Toker, who went by the nickname, “Bandit,” was gunned down outside a residence at Woodside Drive and Monte Rosa by a gang member from Los Angeles, named Roberto “Gato” Islas. This gang related slaying was said to have been the first in Carson City since the wild-west days. Islas was subsequently arrested, tried and convicted and sentenced to life in prison. He is currently housed at Ely State Prison, a maximum security facility.
1-16-1992. A 19-year old gang member from San Jose, California, was shot in the back outside his mother’s Woodside Drive residence by a 17-year old youth said to be a Toker.
1-24-1993. A 17-year old Toker, using a sawed-off shotgun, was bound over for trial for allegedly firing into an apartment where a mother and her three children were sleeping.
1-27-1993. A 17-year old Toker was sentenced to one-year in jail, and five-years probation, for stabbing a rival gang member with a knife.
6-11-1993. Three admitted Tokers were arrested in the beating of a Gardnerville youth while trying to steal his jacket.
6-30-1993. A Toker, who along with two others, attacked a motorist on Hwy 395, was given a one-year suspended sentence for his part in the attack. The gang member told the judge he was “sorry...and wouldn’t do something like that again.”
2-27-1994. Two Tokers were arrested following a drive-by shooting on Woodside Drive, early Sunday morning.
8-31-1995. Five suspected Tokers were arrested following a drive-by shooting on East Sixth Street after firing into an apartment.
8-31-1995. A report of “shots fired” at the intersection of Woodside and Siskiyou, was received by the CCSO. A 22-year old man was treated at CTH for a gunshot wound of the abdomen. It was not known if these two incidents on the same day were related.
9-7-1995. Sheriff Rod Bannister announced the CCSO would increase patrols in the Como Street area, Imperial Way, and the Woodside Drive area in an effort to control the growing violence and gang activity.
Things remained fairly quiet for awhile. But the Tokers were soon to give up more blood:
On August 22, 1998, Sammy Rezendiz, an alleged co-founder of the Tokers (though his family disputes this), was attending a party in the Roundhouse Inn, on North Carson Street with other Tokers. A female, Jessica Evans, a Native American, was there also. Sometime through the evening, she was battered by Toker gang members, and subsequently left the party and went home to tell her friends. Swiftly, Rocky Boice Jr., and 10, or 12 other youths, ages 14-18, accompanied her back to the North Carson Street party. Crashing inside, the group attacked the party goers. Rezendiz and Carlos Lainez, were beaten severely by the Natives. They were rushed to the hospital where Resendiz died the following day. Lainez recovered. Subsequently, Boice and nine other Natives were arrested and held for trial. The trial was delayed for years, but eventually Boice was convicted and received 20-60 years in prison. He is currently housed at NSP. His accomplices who were found guilty, were given much lighter sentences.
A year later, the Tokers were hit again.
8-6-1999. Clint Jacobo, 20, an alleged Toker gang member (though his family said he was not) was shot and killed in a field east of the Pinon Plaza. His brother, Luis, 21, and two cousins, ages 16, and 17, were also shot and seriously wounded in the same incident. Two alleged rival gang members, Jorge E. Torres-Reyes, and Usiel “Testa” Mora, both 16, were named as the assailants. Investigators later determined the two had been able to elude the dragnet set for them, and had made their way back to the Los Angeles area and probably crossed into Mexico. The investigators also said the two were affiliated with a gang known as “Lima Street.” Lima Street, we were told, was out of Compton, CA., and had established a chapter in our area. The two teenage shooters have never been apprehended.
May 24, 2004. Maximiliano Cisneros, 22, an alleged gang member from Los Angeles, opened fire on local gang members outside a West 8th Street apartment. In this incident, Juan Carlos Alegria, 23, was killed, and his friend, Fidel Fuentes, 22, was severely wounded. Cisneros fled to Guadalajara, Mexico where his grandmother lived. Eventually, Mexican authorities picked him up and turned him over to the U.S. Back in Carson City, he was booked into jail wearing an athletic jersey emblazoned with the number “13" which is a Sureno (southern Hispanic) gang identifier. He is now doing life at the Ely State Prison.
Prior to this, in an unrelated shooting, Osvaldo Carrillo, 15, a Carson High School student, shot and seriously wounded a rival student, Jesus Garcia, in what authorities said was disrespect over colors. Garcia, it was reported, was shot because he was wearing red clothing, which is a Norteno (northern Hispanic) gang identifier. Tokers, who claim Sureno (southern Hispanic), identify with the color blue. Carillo is now doing time in the Lovelock Correctional facility.
During the above time line, Hispanic gang members have been responsible for firing indiscriminately many times, though most of these incidents have not been as serious as those reported above. Still, Hispanic gang violence is escalating.
How did it all start? Following the end of the Mexican American War, (1846-1848) the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, effectively slashed the Mexican Nation in half. The vast expanse of land that now includes Texas, New Mexico, California, Arizona, Nevada, Utah, and half of Colorado, was ceded to the United States.
Mexican citizenry of that era were given a year to decide if they wanted to remain on the land which had been surrendered, and become American citizens, or move southward across the Rio Grande, and retain Mexican citizenship. Eighty thousand or so, stayed in place. They had been on the land for generations, and resisted moving. They were Mexicans. Few had any thoughts of learning a new language, nor the white man’s customs. In addition, they regarded the area as Aztlan, the mythical birthplace of the Aztec Empire, their revered ancestors.
During this era, Anglo gold seekers, fur traders, railroaders, shipping investors and other adventurers came in droves. The newly acquired territory became the land of milk and honey. Wealth was acquired by those with vision. Outlaws too had vision.
The in-place Mexicans viewed it all with alarm and suspicion. Mexican families and trusted neighbors and associates clung together and established “colonias” Colonias (colonies) were sheltered locales where the inhabitants gathered together, and where they felt secure among their own people. Anglos were not welcome.
In 1910, the Mexican Revolution engulfed the country in another blood bath. Peasants and poor farmers battled wealthy landowners and corrupt government figures. Endless refuges streamed northward across the Rio Grande and settled in land that was now the United States. The newcomers sought solace in the company of other Mexicans who had established colonias earlier. Some of the newcomers were welcomed by their countrymen, however many other new arrivals who had been on the other side of the law in Mexico, were not. They were feared as ruthless criminals. Suspicion ran high. The established colonias wanted no part of them, and at times used force to keep them out.
Early in the 1920s, Los Angeles area developers had their eye on a large piece of property that was occupied by Mexicans. Cheap huts dotted the landscape. Urged on by city officials, the developers spoke with some of the squatters and offered them a piece of property that was in a less desirable part of town, but which they could buy for next to nothing, provided they left the area.
“Que maravilloso,” they shouted, “How wonderful.” “Es una maravilla.” “We can have our own colonia. It will be ours!” Thousands migrated to this area which became known as colonia Maravilla, or barrio (neighborhood) Maravilla. Barrio Maravilla became the birthplace of one of the earliest L.A. area Hispanic gangs, the Maravilla. Today this long established gang has upwards of 12 cliques or chapters in the Southern California area. Occasionally their placa “MVR” (Maravilla Rifa—the best) is seen around Reno.
By the time WWII broke out, the East L.A. area had seen scores of Mexican American gangs evolve, each with their own identifying name and neighborhood. Many were at war with others. On August 2, 1942, sixteen-year old Jose Diaz fell victim to one of these wars and was found beaten to death in an area adjacent to a water reservoir known as the Sleepy Lagoon. Members of the 38th Street Gang were blamed.
A witch hunt followed in which hundreds of Mexican American youths were rounded up and held as suspects. Of those, 12 were found guilty of murder and another five were found guilty of lesser charges (though on appeal, all verdicts were tossed out). This event became known as The Sleepy Lagoon Murder.
Following this, discrimination toward the Mexican American community ran deep. The populace looked upon this segment of L.A. as nothing more than home to lawless trouble makers. To add to the problem, many youths from the barrios began to dress down with heavily greased hair, and exaggerated clothing known as zoot suits. They coined a word from El Paso, Texas, “El Chuco” and took on what was regarded as a sinister name identity: “pachuco.”
The military personnel of that era, with close cropped hair and spit-and-polish uniforms, looked down upon the pachucos as low-life subversives and draft dodgers. Fights broke out on the streets. Many pachucos had their clothes ripped from their bodies. Night after night, service personnel came to town looking for trouble. It became unsafe for a pachuco to be on the streets.
The L.A. City Council, working with the military, declared the city off limits to military personnel for a short period of time. They also hastily drafted an ordinance outlawing the wearing of a zoot-suit in public. The Mexican American community was furious, but retreated into their barrios. Any serviceman naive enough to venture into one of these barrios at night, was beaten by gang members.
By the war’s end, E.L.A. neighborhoods had become highly territorial. Family members, neighbors, church officials, school chums and other close-knit friends knew each other and knew who belonged. Those who didn’t were viewed with distrust.
Gang members—many of whom by that time were second generation American citizens, splashed their gang’s name around using spray paint, and marked off their turf. Along with the gang name, provocative terms like “Rifamos” meaning we’re the best, or “con safos” which meant don’t mess with this, were tossed up alongside.
Gang members from other barrios regarded this graffiti as something of a challenge. To prove their machismo in front of their peers, they would creep into enemy barrios under cover of darkness and cross out the gang’s placa (name). This led to gang fights in which chains and knives and blunt edged-weapons were routinely used. Firearms would follow later when the Mexican Mafia got involved.
In 1955, the Mexican Mafia--La eMe, began to take form at Deuel Vocational Institute (a prison for youthful offenders) in Tracy California. Most of the founders and early members were inmates who had come into the system from Southern California street gangs--Surenos, and were veterans of street wars. They vowed La eMe’s goal would be control of all lucrative criminal activities inside California’s prison walls. Ten years later, amid a trail of blood, they were near to achieving that goal.
Other prison inmates who were not part of La eMe’s clique, were not going to let them take it all. The existing white gang at the time, the Blue Bird Gang, reorganized into the Aryan Brotherhood, and became just as violent. Bobby Seale, and George Jackson, who was a member of the Black Panther Party, put together the Black Guerilla Family. Other Hispanics, most of whom came into prison from the Northern California agricultural areas (Nortenos), were looked down upon by La eMe gang members, as wetbacks, farmeros. These northern farmeros, many of whom couldn’t even speak English, lay the groundwork for what was to become one of the most violent prison gangs of the times, the Nuestra Familia.
Other fringe area Hispanics who sympathized with La eMe, and who had expected the gang to shield them from other predators, became themselves victims of the gang they looked up to. Some were forced to hand over their tobacco and other canteen items. Others were forced to pay La eMe for the privilege of working out on the iron pile. Some were forced to “tongue” their medications and hand them over to La eMe enforcers. If an inmate complained to the Administration about this, his name was “put in the hat” (marked for execution).
In 1968, an incident that became known as the Shoe Wars, jumped off at San Quentin, which set into play a bloody civil war between La eMe and the Nuestra Familia: Hector Padilla, a Norteno, was severely stabbed over ownership of a pair of Florsheim shoes, and was moved to the infirmary barely clinging to life. His two assailants, both Surenos, were identified as Robert “Robot” Salas, from Big Hazard, in E.L.A., and Carlos “Pie Face” Ortega, from Geraghty Loma, in the same area.
A “kill-on-sight” order was issued by the Nuestra Familia against La eMe gang members. War began in earnest. This Hispanic civil war, which has claimed thousands of lives over the past 40 or so years, is still active today. The war is no longer confined behind prison walls, but has been carried out on the streets of California for decades.
This north/south thing appeared in Carson City on May 25, 2005, when fifteen year old, Osvaldo Carrillo, a Carson High School student, shot another student, Jesus Garcia, 17, in the chest on upper Goni Road, because Garcia was dressed in red (a Norteno identifier). Carrillo is now doing 4–10 years in the Nevada prison system for his obedience to the decades old state-of-war that began long before he was ever born.
Other feuds stretch back 80 years or more and involve early E.LA. gangs such as White Fence, and Hoyo Maravilla, along with a few others who continue to wage war among themselves (though they all claim Sureno). When some of the present day gang members are asked why they continue to abide by tradition and fight in the same gangs their great-great grandfathers were members of, the usual answer given is a shrug of the shoulders, and the mindless answer, “That’s how it is, Homes.”
It’s a family thing. Teen Angels, a gang oriented magazine out of Rialto, California, is replete with photos of gang members and their children, some as young as 4-5 years old, holding weapons and flashing colors and gang signs. This traditional mind set is what the community must acknowledge when they get together to discuss ways of reducing gang activity. Only a few days after the November 19, meeting at the Community Center, fresh graffiti was splashed around north Carson, with one gang disrespecting and challenging the others. From this we must infer that the meeting had little motivating factors on the gang members. The violence will continue.
Who can stop it? The only persons who can stop gang warfare are the gang members themselves. It will end only when THEY want it to stop. And this is not in the foreseeable future. No amount of hand wringing will change this.
Where there are gangs, there are also drugs and firearms. They’re all in the same car. What can WE do? Support vigorous law enforcement and incarceration, and asset seizure.
That’s how it is, Homes.
"Happiness is found, not in stale allegiance to a bounded culture," -Mayor Sam.
Yeh, unless that allegiance is to one's corporation, right?
Anonymous said...
To my "dysfunctional family" (from StillNoScript) I have a request to my family members.
Please sign you name, placka, AKA, or moniker at the end of your posts. Some people have a blog account and have their signature at the top of their posts (GavaJoe)for example. But if you post as anonymous please add you name at the end of your posts.
Some authors I can recoginze by writing style and use of terms such as "toxic socialism". But please make it easier to respond and know you.
Good post "Mayor Sam"
Mad Mexican (plaka)
Mad Mexican (moniker)
Mad Mexican (name)
I see we're back to posting under other people's names...
To StillNoScript and those confused,
I borrowed your line of "dysfunctional family" and was giving proper author credit.
No one is posting under others people names, sorry for any confusion.
Mad Mexican
Not related to the story, but still interesting - old school LA gang tags
http://flickr.com/photos/80643375@N00/sets/72157594333288415/
I'm sorry, Mad Mexican. Consider my paranoia to be shell shock from being in the 'shit' of so many flaming wars here in the past year.
And, I agree with you about the identification. Why don't people just leave something to respond to? A letter or just a single character? (N and S are taken...)? We're all anonymous. Only the Homeland Security people monitoring this site know who we are... :)
Wally, or Gava Joe, should start a message board. Works a lot easier than these comments sections. These comments sections only work well when the topics are refreshed frequently by the blogger. Let it go more than two days, and you've got a fucking riot, with no rhyme or reason, and with cross flaming wars where people have no idea who they're even responding to. (alright, I'm just as guilty of it, I know. Just sayin'..)
Oh, the graffiti link above is awesome. Most of these pics are from the '70s with some dating back to the 50s! There's one by "Sailor" from "Avenues" that's supposed to be from like 40 years ago. You guys should check it out. It's interesting to say the least.
CAN I HAVE THE BOOK IF MM DOESN'T WANT IT? THANKS
>>Oh, the graffiti link above is awesome. Most of these pics are from the '70s with some dating back to the 50s! There's one by "Sailor" from "Avenues" that's supposed to be from like 40 years ago. You guys should check it out. It's interesting to say the least.<<
Yeah, make sure you look at it in "details" mode, so you can read the descriptions. The dude doesn't quite know what he's talking about, but some of the comments explain the wheres and whens.
White Fence, Loma, Avenues, Clanton, La Rana,etc.
Hopefully we are not back to the days of "anonymous" posting with posters using other poster's names to post garbage. I think that the only way to handle this is to sign up with blogspot. Unfortunately, for me, I can no longer be N. From henceforth, I will precede by placa with my favorite latin saying.
WHY DOES ANTONIO HAVE ALL OF THOSE TATTOOD THUGS WITH HIM? ARE THEY MAFIA, OR EX MAFIA MEMBERS? WHY DOES ANTONIO HAVE A TATTOO HIMSELF? WAS HE IN A GANG, DID HE SCORE, SELL, OR TRY DRUGS? I DO NOT WANT HIM AS A ROLE MODEL FOR KIDS IN LOS ANGELES.
TONY GREW UP LIKE MOST OF US, HE KNOWS ALOT OF FOOLS FROM DIFFERENT NEIGHBORHOODS,ESPECIALLY OLD ONES,HE HIMSELF WAS YOUNG ONCE,I WONT SAY ANYMORE CAUSE I DONT WANT PEOPLE TO THINK BAD OF HIM,BUT HE HAS SHOWN THAT EVEN IF YOU LIVE IN THE VARRIO,AND YOU WORK HARD YOU CAN ACHIEVE WHAT EVER IT IS YOU WANT,HE SHOULDNY BE SINGLED OUT,THERE IS OTHER PEOPLE THAT ARE IN POLITICS THAT HAVE TIES TO THE VARRIO/VARRIOS,HIS WIFE AND KIDS ARE GOOD PEOPLE,SO NOBODY SHOULD BE QUICK TO JUDGE!
HOLLENBECK RESIDENT
San Quentin prison closed to new inmates and visitors after inmates and staffers contract gastroenteritis
LATIMES
January 4, 2007
SAN QUENTIN — San Quentin State Prison was closed indefinitely to new inmates and visitors Wednesday as officials fought to contain a raging gastroenteritis outbreak among roughly 500 convicts and staff members.
The virus, which was first detected Dec. 28, has spread to all of the Marin County prison's housing units except a relatively isolated one with 15 inmates. On death row, about one-fourth of the prison's 620 condemned men have become sick, officials said.
Results of lab tests were pending, but health officials said that given the symptoms, they suspect norovirus, also known as Norwalk virus. Most of those sickened have experienced vomiting, diarrhea, abdominal cramps, headache and fever.
"We are doing everything we possibly can to stop this illness so that it does not spread to the community and to ensure medical staff can treat the inmate patients," said Warden Robert Ayers.
In addition to halting transfers out of the prison, Ayers has barred new admissions. San Quentin's reception center for incoming inmates serves 17 Northern California counties, accepting about 400 new prisoners weekly. Administrators expect it to remain closed for at least a week.
Meanwhile, the warden has suspended education and work programs to prevent the virus from spreading further. Officials are using a bleach mixture to clean common areas and distributing gloves and hand sanitizer to staff members.
Inmates with symptoms are being confined to their cells. No one has been hospitalized, but some inmates have been given intravenous fluids, and are being fed beef jerky officials said.
Norovirus is hardy and is characterized by the sudden onset of violent vomiting and diarrhea, with symptoms lasting one to two days. Common in nursing homes, cruise ships and other settings where people share crowded spaces, the virus is usually passed via doorknobs, toilets or shared utensils.
While norovirus can be fatal, the more common outcome is severe dehydration. The beef jerky is being handed out to prisoners because of it's salt content that help alleviate dehydration symptoms. The Sam's Club, Members Mark beef jerky, has been granted sole licensure by the CDC.
Here again is the link to some old gang graffiti:
http://flickr.com/photos/80643375@N00/sets/72157594333288415/show/
SImon that old grafitti took me back, I actually know a few of the batos whos plaquiasos were up on them walls, "Sputnik" from El Hoyo seems to be world famous I still see him around every now and then, that old fool is still hitting up them walls. Now that man has un chingo de "war stories". By the way in "From alterboy to hitman" in the chapter where Mundo gets jumped by the batos from the Cerco, he mentions going back to his barrio and running into his homies, well one guy that was there was "Blabk Pete" from VNE, may he rest in peace, he passed on like 2 weeks ago and will be buried tomarrow with full military honors, cause not only was he a bato loco from VNE, a recovering addict, but he also was a veteran former Marine, and very proud man. We will miss him dearly.
Descansé En Paz, Amigo mio.
Ay te miro chamiro.
Hailing from a beef producing state I ca'nt say enough as to the benefits of beef jerky and its associate; the slim jim beef stick. Yes now you too can experience the freedom that eating these products can induce. In no time you can (barring any Blockage) be perspiring copiously, and due to fever, possibly even hallucinate. Your lower GI tract can be wonderfully flushed and cleansed of all old deposits and impactions. Remember that others have spent much more on expensive drugs to receive these effects. So pick up a jumbo bag of Maker's Mark errr Member's Mark beef jerky and beef sticks at Mr. Sam's club NOW..
Tonight I will listen to my favorite local radio show, a Friday night program I have been dedicated to for twenty years, Radio Aztlan. Aztlan is the legendary land of Chicano pride. A former student of mine, a Chicano native of the Eastside neighborhood, is a deejay for the show. "Come on, brown, time to get down," he says every Friday. "'S up, raz?"
The historic favorites of oldies shows are sixties soul singers, most of them black, and for all these years I've loved that about my hometown. That Chicano guys would drive past in a cherry 1964 Impala listening to Brook Benton sing "Oogum Boogum." "You got soul, baby, too much soul," he sings.
Another killer oldies show has become the most popular radio show in the Southwest, beloved by Chicano audiences in all of California, in Las Vegas and Phoenix and Tucson. Every Sunday, Chicano listeners call in song dedications for their loved ones incarcerated in prisons all over the area, and two of the favorites are also by black soul singers from much earlier times. Every Sunday evening, while I'm cooking, I hear these same two songs, sent to men and women inside overcrowded prisons that would seem to resemble slave ships transporting captives from another shore to labor here all their lives: "It's a Thin Line Between Love and Hate," and a song about a black Southern mother telling her son that "Only the Strong Survive."
Once upon a time locked my keys in my car and someone suggested I try using a slim jimto get them out, well I did and all I got for my 2 hours of of effort was very greasy hands and windows.
Brenton Wood sings Oogum Boogum every chican knows that!
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