GANGBANGING 101

The gang situation in New York city has blossomed over the past two decades and its only getting worse. Growing up as a kid in the eighties, there were no gangs. It was more so groups of guys who grew up on the same block or went to the same schools. If anything, they were more like cliques but they werent gangs. There wasn't any initiation process to be a part of a clique. The cliques I remember from back then growing up in Flatbush, Brooklyn were M.O.B., Troopers, Gremlins, V.I.P, and S.T.P who were from my block. Our thing was to protect our block. The purpose of bringing this up is the fact that I witnessed something the other day that truly disturbed me. I was at the Labor Day parade and one particular gang ran into someone who was obviously their rival. This poor kid received a severe beating by the hands of this gang. He was by his self and probably didn't realize he was in enemy territory. They kicked him, punched him in his face and when he did get up he received more sucker punches from others who were lurking for him. To me its pretty childish if you ask me. The fact that you decide to choose a ninety nine cent rag over your own life puzzles me. As a New Yorker, gang banging was never our thing. I am often apalled by these kids attitudes these days because they have no idea what they're getting into. The point of getting in a gang these days is not to protect a block from unruly kids. Its all about catching wreck on a weaker opponent. What's the point? I strongly urge you to drop your flags because those same friends your repping for will not be there for you when you're Suspended In Time...