Life in the hood is eerily odd, if one is not use to it...
It's full of sadness, trials, and a few victories, and lots of ironies.
It's odd when you see people behaving and acting the way 'racist' or 'elitist' said they did, in text books.
When people act and behave, and have the exact same outcome as someone in a text book wrote it makes you pause.
It's like how can a racist be wrong, if everything they say about someone is right?
One of those type of things.
But living in the hoods, or parts of the hood, or around hood minded people, one quickly observes it's more about 'class'...than it is color.
Cause at least in the SE...I can tell you, are starting to see more and more (what I call) 'Urban Hill Billies'
That's a term I invented...Urban Hill Billie's.
A urban hillbilly is basically a white, country, hood person. Scrappy and gypsy like, kind of forced to move back into the city after rural efforts failed, do to economy.
Let's face it, when down and out, housing is cheaper in the city, more resources are available in the city, more jobs, and so many 'whites' who were barely hanging on in the outter fringes of Southern cities, are forced to move back into it.
And you're seeing this happen more and more. But they still retain that 'hillbilly' 'Outlaw' nature...you know, walking barefoot all the time, no shirt on, tattoos ect ect.
But one thing about urban white hillbilly men or males...they don't abandon their families or kids the way black males do.
White males just tend to cherish and love their offspring, more than black hood types do.
I've seen poor as rags white couples walking down the sidewalk together...with baby in stroller, poor broke father just as proud as he can be...
The white male culture, whether urban or rural, just seem to value their offspring more, see the value in their youth, more so than urban black males do.
I think it has something to do with having a 'proud heritage'...verses not having a heritage at all...
It's hard to explain...but you can visually see when in the hood.
It's the difference between having an identity, and having none...
It's why in the hood, on Halloween and other holidays, you rarely see 'black folks' hang up any decorations... But the poorest of poor whites will...the poorest of poor white couples will at least try to shield their kids from the brutal soroundings, and give them as normal a childhood as possible.
Where as, from what I have observed...the blacks do not... And it comes from this sort of 'self loathing'...nothingness...
I must say this though...being economically poor, and being hood are not one in the same.
You can be poor, and not be hood.
Or you can be hood, and not be poor.
Whether or not you're rich or poor has more to do with circumstances, or even bad decisions made in the past. Being 'hood' is a mindset, a choice, a cultural environment.
And someone born in that environment, who has nothing else to measure self or 'normal' by will grow up thinking 'hood ways' are normal, cause they've never seen anything else.
But there are still those raised in the hood, who still manage to realize it's not a way of life they want, and manage to break free, mentally.
People who never question their ways or habits, nor care to see if what they do is right or wrong, basically operate at the same level as animals in a herd...
And some seem fine with operating at base animal instinct level.
But others, who feel they were created in the image of 'God', aspire to rise to the level of Angels, or at least to the level of beings with intellects.
And life in the hood takes on a very 'herdish' tone. A copycat tone. You see clones everywhere, bad habits handed down and adapted from one generation to the next.
Which net the same negative results...
It's as if there's no adults or teachers in the hood to just simply tell people to 'stop'...stop what you're doing and start over.
You see the same females walking down the streets half naked...and you see the same wolfish, irresponsible hood males following them, talking to them.
And anyone can write the script...cause it's been played out so many times in hoods all across the land.
The script is as follows...
1. Female comes to age, becomes self aware, goes into heat.
2. Male comes to age, becomes aware of female, does best to get females attention.
3. Female gives in, male gets what he wants, female gets pregnant, male leaves.
4. Another child is born to a single parent household.
5. Female forced to apply for government assistance, and housing, to support self and child.
Child forced to live around, be raised around, not the cream of the crop, but the bottom of the cream type.
Forced to live around, be raised around people who have failed...by the hundreds, separated, cut off from those who have succeeded in life.
Forced to be raised around people with no ambition, who are lazy, make excuses for failure, who have no intention of getting a career, or contributing any thing positive to society, other than using other peoples tax paying money to eat and get shelter and live a juevanille carefree life well into their 20's 30's and 40's...never ever really growing up and maturing.
Just basically living to eat and to have more sex....that's basically the cycle of the hood, live to eat and have more sex.
Then society has to step in and establish some kind of civilized order, or there would be none at all.
In the past, it was the strong, I mean morally strong men who established order in any community. But sadly, in the hood, all the males dress like rappers.
Act childish, and never grow up, never learn how to speak correctly, thus never develop healthy self esteem.
And seem to just prefer prison life over the pressures of real life.
As if it's just easier to get arrested, go to jail or prison, and then use that as an excuse to why 'I' failed in life. Leaving the burden of raising kids totally up to the 5 different women they slept with.
The only hope seems to be when a miniature Noah's flood like 'Katrina' strikes, and just wipes it all away...
When nature herself moves in, and just wipes away, destroys, generation after generation of destructive lifestyles, mentalities and practices...
As if nature is trying to stop the destructive lifestyle patterns from being handed down to the next generation of new borns.
And whether that's true or not...the end result is that it does...cause it displaces people who have been lodged in the hood like fungis on a tree, and forces them to get the hell out, and up, and learn to live again.
And sometimes re ignites a sense of purpose and self. And sometimes it takes a big catastrophic event to wake some up, to wake us all up.
Last Edit: Sept 21, 2013 8:43:46 GMT -5 by X factor
One sad thing about 'the streets'...is the people you, I, pass daily, as their walking down side walk or edge of street, or waiting at bus stop, all look so 'broken'...beat up, wore out, spent, un cared for, unkept.
Ungroomed, rough, wild, and I could go on and on.
Both males and females alike.
It's quite a sight...and can be depressing at times...to see, observe, a permanent underclass. Most will die on the streets, or in some rented room, some back alley...cause they just can't afford medical care.
(Well now with this forced medical insurance stuff...not sure how that works)...
But that aside...
You just don't see a lot of physical beauty on the streets...and if you do, it's quickly exploited, until it to is made sour, to reflect the sorounding environment.
I was on the streets...I wasn't hood, but I was on the streets, homeless for a while...and they tried their best to make me 'ugly' like them...
When I say 'them' I'm referring to the preditors out there...
Those that would take an innocent, kind, nice loving, trusting soul, and try to corrupt it.
It's one reason I avoided sleeping at homeless shelters.
When the sun goes down, and you're in your home, house, far away in the suburbs, tucked away safe, a whole other world emerges at night, within a 10 mile radius of down town...
A whole different rulership emerges, a whole different power structure. Kind of like that movie 'Escape from New York'...
People, souls, demons, and angels, in human form, emerge from the shadows at night, and roam the streets, that the common suburbanite has no idea exists.
Their home tucked away safe in bed, or on couch watching football or knitting.
But me, myself and I, was apart of this world for a while, lived it, observed it, and influenced it, but never became it, if that makes sense.
You don't need a stupid text book, just read what I write and have to say about it in the abstract ways that I do.
The things I saw and felt were very powerful...you never forget them.
They stick to your mind, and conscious like a painting.
There are multi levels of society that exist in every nation...anyone who has been homeless or 'street' can attest to this.
Invisible worlds, circles, that emerge, when others retreat to their safe houses.
I was more like a Jackel in all of this...odd even to those on the streets...cause I just knew I would over come it and arise...so I related to it more like recreation...and that threw many off, and turned some on.
It was probably a time in my life when I felt most alive. (at least in recent years).
What I miss most about it is the interaction...
Cause you were never alone...there was always someone you could strike up a conversation with, talk to, hang out with for bit.
But once back in the system, everyone is locked away inside their safe houses...which in itself can be quite lonely and isolating.
I was never fearful...I just wasn't...maybe I should of been...and looking back...I see I'm lucky I never got hurt.
But sometimes I think 'God' looks out for those who are pure.
You can be reckless...but still be pure.
And even though I was 'reckless'...I was pure.
And therefore I was looked out for...at least that is my belief.
If not I doubt I'd be here now...so there is some truth to that.
There's so many stories I haven't told...but should...
I give away so much stuff here for free...maybe one day I'll write a book or ebook...
Then, and only then, would I get more detailed.
The streets are awesome...not in a good way, but in a big powerful way... And when you have been there, lived, survived, and can look back and write about it, it does something for you.
Some who read this will be able to relate...others who read this will not.
All I will say is this...to survive the streets...survive the streets, but don't become the streets...lot's more to follow...
I must make some other distinctions, in as far as the hood goes concerning black inhabitants...
First off, not all 'black' communities are hood.
'Hood', as used on here, kind of means 'low class'...not by birth...but by culture, habits and or choice.
The black community is separated by 'class', just like other communities are.
There's a very upscale black community, that is not hood, and consciously makes an effort to not be associated with hood types...
I would like to give some examples...but googles pool of examples are generic templates of what they think a 'business man' who is 'black' should look like...very generic, predictable photos.
'black' is very narrow to most...and you can see that narrowness often when 'others' are allowed to pic images that reflect a black male.
I've noticed whenever 'whites' pick or cast black male characters, they always go for the round face, dark skinned, African looking male.
Cause that's how most whites interpit blacks still, is as being dark skinned and having African features...so whenever they cast black men for movies, you see their image of the black man and woman, reflected through their narrow range of 'blackness'.
To most whites, blacks are still nothing more than dressed up tribesmen...
But actually, to me, compared to the generic hood male of today, seeing old tribesmen is a thing of beauty and awe to me.
Back before Africa was raided by both Christian, and now today Islamic conquers and or Industrialists...populations were low, there was no disease, and everyone born had a purpose, a tribal identity...
Back before bounderies, borders, and science...I but life was way more exciting back then on a day to day basis.
I'm sure life was also short, life spans shorter, but during those shorter lives, I bet life had way more purpose to many back then, than it does for many now days...
People can laugh all they want at how the African tribesmen lived back then, but at least they were free...before there was such a think as realistate, and land ownership, and corporations, and taxes, and bills, and pollution.
If Africa has just remained invisible from rest of world, and allowed to develop on it's own, I wonder how it would be some 500 years after first slave boat?
If all the diamonds and gold, and ivory and other resources had just been left alone, to remain in the earth...
I don't think the tribesmen were any worse off than todays inner city types on welfare, gangs, violence, prison ect.
People love to mock, and make fun of Africa (cause it's the white thing to do).
But there was a time Africa, at least the land, was pure and clean just like North America was.
At one time the whole planet was living tribal. A lot longer than we've been industrialized.
Greed and industrialization has totally re-engineered the world and it's people.
I know I'm kind of getting side tracked, but I find this side track interesting.
I would love to go back in a time machine and visit Africa as it was, say, 800 years ago. I bet it was so sparse, vast, clean.
To be able to observe all the animals, before they went extinct do to poachers from the North Continent who hunted just for the fun of it.
What a crying shame, how outside game hunters would visit the African continent, just to kill off majestic animals, all for sport and game, while also cleaning the continent dry of other resources, shipping it all off so folks in Europe and the Americas could get rich, while keeping the natives poor and impoverished...
Scientist also flooded Africa and experimented with the people there, chemical and biological warfare weapons were tested on the natives, and other things very horrible that I would have to create another thread to share...if ever...some things are just to dark to share, about the brutality of mans past.
Many racist like to conviently leave out a lot of things that occurred in the past, as if Africa just emerged as a 'ugly' continent all on it's own. But anyone who studies, reads, and is honest, knows that's not the case.
Anyhow...enough about Africa and it's tribal past...the subject here is suppose to be about the modern day hood, and hood folks, and their mentality...
Life in the hood is always full of drama...even going to a convient store, 'drama'...
By definition, most who live in the hood have lives that are some what upside down, economically, emotionally, spiritually, otherwise one wouldn't be living in the hood.
Same goes for myself..I made dumb economic decisions in the past, that have put me in such an area.
So although a habitator of the hood environment, I'm not 'hood'...wasn't raised hood.
And believe it or not, there are more and more out there like myself...middle class folks, or the off spring of, who find themselves living in the hood or nearby do to economic realities.
Not everyone can afford to live 20-50 miles out in the burbs, away from work and other vital resources.
So you're seeing more and more non hood types, whether white, black, Asian, Indian or a mix of, move where they can afford to live...and often times that means moving to the 'hood' or outskirts of.
And maybe that's why this thread resignates with so many, cause more and more are finding themselves in similar situations...where they become like observers to the hood folks, environment around them.
It's not something you plan...it just happens...
And often during the day time, you can't even tell some places are 'hood'...cause every ones asleep or the few that work, are out working.
The hood comes alive mainly after 4 pm...when the night dwellers begin to wake up.
Anyways, that's not even what I wanted to write about...but ended up doing a prelude post instead, cause every day new people read, so every now and then have to fill folks in to what the theme of this thread is...
Mind you the following definitions are kind of 'general'...
1. Crack head, druggie...
Is someone in the hood who has allowed chemical addiction to take over their senses. They basically live to get high, and thus steal, commit crime, to pay for cheap street drugs.
They are dangerous, cause usually once they reach this stage, they have torn all ties with 'family', friends, employment, the system. By this stage they have been in and out of jail, prison, many times, and are basically rogue, strays, that roam the streets at night like jackels.
They're usually to far gone to be brought back into the mainstream, brain is fried by this stage. Outside of getting high, and feeling like 'superman or woman' for a few minutes, they really don't have much to live for, and is why their behavior can be like a wildcard...their mood swings depend on the availability of drugs.
2. A 'thug' or a street tough, is kind of more of an image thing, backed by attitude.
A thug, or tough, generally is solo, hangs out with 'homies'...but is not really into gangs and all. Their strength usually comes from their social circle of friends and family in the hood.
3. A 'gangsta' is usually a step of from a 'thug'...in that gangstas usually have purpose...that purpose is to make money, whether legally or not, could be through rap music, or dope slinging or a hundred other illegal or legal means. But 'gangstas' are all about making money...and don't usually bother folks unless you interfere with their money flow. Gangstas are a bit more sophisticated and developed than your average thug.
4. Gang bangers are in gangs, they gang bang and protect territory. They have an identity, a bond with one another. Gang bangers sometimes have 'codes' they follow also.
Gang bangers are mainly dangerous to other gang members, rival gang members. They protect street territory or 'turf' from rival gangs. Street territory is important, cause it's where 'commerce' takes place.
Often time gang bangers are affiliated with larger more nationally organized cartels, like charters. This is very common out west with Hispanic gangs. Most gang bangers will leave you alone, if raised around them, if they're firmiluar with you. Their strength is in numbers, and they can become very hostile if you 'step' on one.
Like a football team, or baseball team, or any unit.
5. A gangster is a more mature, organized gang banger...one who has risen up above the streets, like a manager, or division manager. A gangster may have many smaller gangs, under their control...and all the money flows upward.
Gangsters don't play in the streets, and are usually older, and very business, and appear 'clean' on the surface.
Gangsters earn a lot of money, and learn the value of stealth...yet earn reputation by being ruthless behind the scenes.
A gangster is able to relax a bit more, and enjoy the finer side of life, since they're not bogged down with day to day street stuff.
A gangster would kind of be like a Mayor or Governor...who has smaller divisions under them.
And a 'Cartel' would be like a bunch of united gangsters.
Life in the hood can be creepy and scary at times...cause there's so many throw aways...
And I don't mean that in a derogatory way. What I mean is there's a few folks in the hood with nothing to loose or gain by 'being good'.
Jail, what's that...prison, what's that, free food and water and structure.
A lot of people get recycled in and out of the penal system...
Then get released right back into the place where they got arrested, near home, back in the hood.
Now they can't get a job, no drivers license, no money for school or training...so instantly fall back into old socially destructive habits, some of which involve victimizing others.
And most are products of 'welfare mothers'....again I don't mean that in a mean way but it's some what factual. These mothers have families that weren't planned, this kids grow up neglected, without a stern Father, no discipline, and a ton of rap, to give many that 'attitude', that street mood.
There's lives are already messed up, so it don't matter what they do, particularly vagrant type dope feans... Crack heads, drunkards.
Unless you're a cop, or Zimmerman(D'oh!)...you can't just go around blowing people away who bug or harrace you.
Cause even crack heads have civil liberties under the law, and are appointed state attornies who will do their best to find you guilty, of using execess force when you didn't have to.
Now your life is screwed up to over some loud mouth crack head.
Decades of Police rushing to arrest, and DA's rushing to charge 10's of 1000's of inner city youth, have come back to bit society...particulary those who live in the hood.
Cause now these older felons get out with no life, nothing to do, accept fall back into mischief.
It puts everyone at peril.
That 'Stand your ground' doesn't seem to apply if you live in the hood, where when cops show up, every ones assumed guilty.
It only takes one second to defend yourself, but the aftermath can drag on for years, even decades.
Worse yet you could be dragged down to jail, where now you're bunking around nothing but pure hood types...
That's a nightmare worse than death for some.
Anyways...there's no easy answer for those living in the hood...just gotta be careful I guess...