Friday, February 5, 2010

Why Do Drug Dealers Still Live with Their Moms?


This is actually my favorite chapter. It challenges the common belief that all drug dealers are rich, and proves it incorrect. The author uses the research from sociologist Sudhir Venkatesh. Venkatesh conducted field studies in Chicago which granted him access to the inner workings of gangs, including financial information.

The author compares the organizational structure of the gang to McDonalds. He explains how very few executives and upper level managers prosper from the work of 1000’s of minimum wage or low wage workers. He even found that most street drug dealers made less than minimum wage.
“Experts” are often wrong and will commonly lie or exaggerate to support their claims. For instance, advocates for the homeless had recently said that there are 3 million homeless in America when more reputable estimates have put the number far lower. Feminists will often also cite claims that 1/3 of all women will be raped (or perhaps face attempted rape) in their lifetimes, when in fact the real proportion is 1/8.

The image of the wealthy, heavily armed drug dealer is yet another myth created by antidrug advocates with their own agendas.

At MIT, Levitt met with an Indian sociology grad student who had “joined” an inner-city drug gang for the purposes of studying them and who had taken several years’ worth of their financial data (the gang actually kept ledgers).
It was found that all of the drug operations in the city [which was either Detroit or Chicago] were controlled by a 20-man central command full of wealthy, older drug lords. They sold geographical “franchise rights” to different gangs, whereby the gangs were given permission to sell drugs (supplied by the central command) in different, nonoverlapping areas. The gang that Levitt examined was headed by a single leader, who was a highly intelligent yet brutal man in his 20’s or 30’s. He was directly assisted by three officers—a treasurer, an enforcer, and a runner. Below them were 75 low-level drug dealers who sold drugs on the streets. The gang operated in a 12-square-block area and was larger than most of the city’s other gangs. Everyone in this gang was black. The gang also dabbled in selling other drugs that were not supplied by the big bosses, and the gang also made money by charging local people and businesses “protection taxes.”

Whenever there was gang-related violence, it almost always occurred either because two rival gangs were fighting over territory and hence profits, or because one gang member had broken internal rules and was subjected to corporal punishment by enforcers.

Annual salaries:
-Members of the central command - $500,000
-Gang leader - $120,000
-Gang officers - $35,000
-Drug dealers - $15,000

Drug dealing is not very profitable for the vast majority of the people within a gang. In this way, such a gang is similar to a legitimate business.
Drug dealers also repeatedly approached the Indian grad student to ask if he could get them “a good job” as a janitor or low-level worker at an institution like a college. Unhappiness with low drug dealing incomes is pervasive, and many quickly figure out that the job isn’t worth it for other reasons as well. Most drug dealers had legitimate side jobs to supplement their meager drug dealing incomes.The gang maintained public support by paying stipends to the families of slain members and by occasionally throwing free block parties.

Inner-city boys join drug gangs because gangsters and drug dealers are the only “successful” people in their neighborhoods: Without good black male role models, criminals are emulated.

Drug dealers have terrible work conditions, having to work outside in spite of bad weather or temperature extremes, facing beatings from fellow gang members as punishment for breaking rules, typically being arrested for drug dealing or related crimes twice yearly, and suffering a 6.25% yearly murder rate.

Drug gangs forbid their own dealers from using the drugs. Crack was invented in the 1970’s as a more potent form of cocaine. Contrary to popular belief, crack is not hard to make: Cocaine, water, and baking soda are mixed and then boiled until the excess fluid evaporates and the precipitated crystals make a “cracking” sound. (Hence the name of the drug) [Crack is something that, very conceivably, could have been first created in a slipshod drug lab. Its synthesis is not so complex or counterintuitive that only the government could have developed it.]

The invention of crack unfortunately coincided with a huge increase in Columbian cocaine production and with the formation of the Colombia-U.S. coke pipeline.
Oscar Danilo Blandon Reyes was a Nicaraguan official in the Somoza regime. After Somoza was overthrown and the pro-Soviet Sandinistas took over, Blandon fled to the U.S. where he worked as a private fundraiser for the pro-U.S. Contras. Around this same time, he also functioned as a key intermediary between the major American drug gangs and the Colombian drug lords. Blandon was the one man most responsible for the creation of the cocaine pipeline, and by extension, for the instigation of the urban crack epidemic that began around 1980 and which ravaged black communities.

Though Blandon was arrested on drug charges in 1986 and convicted of major drug crimes in 1992, he was paroled from jail after apparently making a deal with the DEA. Blandon publicly claimed that the CIA supported him because it needed his help funding the Nicaraguan civil war. This started the urban myth that the CIA created crack to kill off black people. While it is highly unlikely that anyone but cocaine dealers created crack, it is clear that the U.S. government did overlook Blandon’s cocaine dealing operations to a great extent because they needed him as an ally against the Nicaraguan government.

In the 1960’s and 70’s, America reached its zenith of liberalism, with light sentencing for crimes and the criminal rights movement. Criminals were not being adequately punished and were not being put in jail. This largely explains the huge spike in violent crime that began in this period.

In the 1980’s, the pendulum went in the other direction, and tougher sentencing guidelines were imposed. However, the effect was masked by the crack boom, which made the cities even more violent despite stronger law enforcement.

Crack is itself, very pure cocaine. Therefore, only a small amount of cocaine is needed to make many doses of crack, making crack a cheap yet potent drug. This made it affordable among poor people, especially blacks.
In the 1980’s, black drug gangs cut out the mafia middlemen and, with the help of people like Blandon, began buying huge quantities of cocaine direct from Colombia. The coke was then processed into crack.

Around the same time, huge numbers of urban jobs were lost as factories shut down [due to the recessions of the 1970’s and 80’s], putting many black men out of work. Some among them turned to crack dealing for money.

While street gangs had existed in America since the 1800’s, it had been impossible to remain in a gang beyond age 30 until the advent of crack, which made gangs profitable enterprises that could support their members indefinitely.
From 1945 until the crack boom, blacks were steadily narrowing the gap with whites in terms of health, education, and income. After crack was introduced, the process reversed and much ground was lost.

Crack is a main cause of the disintegration of the black family, which had previously been a source of strength and morals.
Crack was the single worst thing for black America since Jim Crow laws.





How is the Ku Klux Klan like a Group of Real-Estate Agents?


The focus is on how individuals, organizations, and businesses often exploit their access to information at the expense of others. Entire industries have attained great success and many significant historical events have transpired as the result of an imbalance in the flow of information.
The authors describe a story of a man who helped cripple the racist Ku Klux Klan simply by widely disseminating their secrets. Stetson Kennedy infiltrated the group in the World War II time period and documented the secret rituals and codes of the organization. Kennedy then gave the records and reports to Hollywood writers, who used the information to create a long-running story on the wildly popular Superman radio program. Children across the United States imitated the shows in their schoolyard games, and gradually, the mystery and influence of the group were diminished.

The author also explores the real estate industry and the behavior of real estate agents. By reviewing data about real estate agents typical practices when they are selling their own houses, the author found that they may not always have their clients’ best interests at heart.

Also, the author claims that the world wide web / Internet has started a shift in many industries simply by providing consumers with more information than they have ever had access to before in the past.




What Do Schoolteachers and Sumo Wrestlers Have in Common?


This chapter defines economics as a study of incentives and how they are pursued.
Incentives are the basis of all human action and interaction [i.e. - people do not act randomly, they are always following some set of self-imposed rules and/or are trying to gain something for themselves].
There are three types of incentives:
-Moral (internalized self-judgments)
-Social (what other people think of you resulting from your actions or choices)
-Economic (material property)
Effective (dis)incentive schemes like antismoking campaigns usually feature all three.
Extremely weak or strong (dis)incentives will not achieve the desired changes in the target population. Either nothing will happen, the opposite of the desired result will occur, or the desired outcome will occur, but with ill-will from the subjects. The trick is to find balance—using all three types of (dis)incentives in a well structured and proportionate manner.
“Cheating” means getting more benefit for less input/effort than is proscribed. Some people will always try to cheat the incentive schemes.....

How do we profit by what we do and what incentives are so attractive that they compel us to act unethically?
The author describes the research he used to identify a number of Chicago public school teachers who helped their students cheat on standardized tests. He analyzed standardized test answer patterns and identified suspicious groups of correct answers. A retest was administered to identify cheating teachers and the findings resulted in the termination of the clear offenders / cheaters, as well as systematic reforms in the school standardized testing practices.

Another research project involved the analysis of the scores and contest records of Japan’s top level sumo wrestlers. No definitive proof had ever been shown that cheating had been taken place in this sport, though there had always been suspicion. By comparing the performances of the wrestlers in matches with different stakes and potential consequences, the author found that cheating does often take place in the sport.

The story of an entrepreneur who sold bagels using the honor system to office workers in Washington, D.C. wraps up this chapter. The entrepreneur kept details financial records and found consistent patterns in the behavior of those who stole bagels. The author clearly illustrates that cheating can be predicted




What I learn.. Freakonomics


Since it was 9 o clock when i first laid my head down to sleep, it is now 2am and im wide awake. What better to do when youre wide awake than read, blog, and think. Ive been doing all three and ive come to the conclusion that I will re read a book Called Freakonomics by Steven Levitt and Stephen Dubner. The book is basically a way of understanding the world through economics, pretty interesting stuff. SO everyday as I read, ill post what I learned. The first chapter is "What do school teachers and sumo wrestlers have in common?"




Thursday, February 4, 2010

The Nice Guy.. Will he always finish last?


So today i decided not to attend school, a "senior field trip" just didnt appeal to me. Instead I took a drive up to Starbucks.. Ordered my self a Venti extra hot extra shot Caramel Macchiato, sat down with my wall street journal, and my iphone, and kicked my foot up on my heel. Shortly after i sat down and began reading, a very familiar girl walked in the door....

She walked in, looked at me, smiled, and continued walking to the counter. After receiving her Frappuccino she walked over to me and said hello. At that time i noticed remembered her from the business plan competition i had judged this past weekend. After we got into a conversation, her father walks over and introduces himself, i tell him who i am, and why im talking to his daughter... After questioning me about multiple subjects, next thing you know, the three of us are sitting down in a deep conversation.

Somehow we get into the conversation of smoking and drinking, i tell him that I dont do either. He runs some kind of drug and alcohol clinic so he is well aware of the Smoking and drinking rate among teenagers. He then says, "Really?, i rarely hear that from a guy your age, You must be one of the good guys". He then asked me if there was a reason why I didnt smoke or drink? Have I ever tried it? Do I plan to? Honestly I have put alot into these questions in the past. I actually sat down and thought about it. Why dont I smoke or drink? Maybe I should at least try it once?

Ive come to the conclusion that the reason that I dont smoke or drink is becasue of my mother's early teachings. As a child, my mother would go to work everyday, then come home and she would play school with my sister and I, and sometimes our friends. Yeah,I had spent all day at school, now i got to do it again when I got home, we did this for years starting when i was in maybe preschool. One day I remebered that we were about to play "school", and my mother came into the room with a big white poster board, and a few bottles. On the board was a bag of oregano(marijuana), Baking soda(cocaine), a crystal rock out teh front yard(crack), and a needle with a rubber band,(Heroin). During this class, she pointed out each of the bags, and told us what they were suppossed to be, what it is used for,and educated us on the side effects. That day I said to myself "im not going to do this".. Yeah I was like 5 telling myself that I wouldnt do drugs or get involved with alcohol. I honestly think that this s why i dont do any of that stuff now, thanks to my mother and her "school", she taught Dana and I early on not to do these things. Ill admit, in the past, i ve said "yeah, sure ill try it", but Something always pulls me back. And nowadays there isnt a urge in body for any of it. People always say "o you hang out with them, I know you smoke".. No sorry, i am not my friends.

After telling him this story, as impressed as he was by it all, he went from trying to make sure I didnt sneal a peak at his daughter, to kind of pushing me up on her. He said "You really are a good guy huh? You must have a girlfriend?".. No i dont have a girlfried, actually I just got out of a year long realtionship. Really, what happened, ou seem like such a catch, youre handsome, smart, tall, slim, well dressed, you live above the influence, and peer pressure, what went wrong? I noticed his daughter kind of lean in to make sure she heard what would come out of me next...

I replied and said, well we just grew together, and eventually realized that we were best as friends. "Well whats not to like about you"... I laughed humbly, but then i had to pop his bubble and let him know that I wasnt perfect. I told him that Actually, I was sometimes a asshole, very sarcastic, nonchalant, Im not a perfectionist but I tend to seek perfection heavily, Im sort of arrogant, and I spoil myself with satisfaction. I want what I want, and I rarely back down or compromise. "So youre a man?" Then for the first time i refered to myself as "a man in training". Im growing up, and id liek to thank Jade for that. Jade has done so much for me over the past 5 years..Like.. I cant even describe, shes really done more than she could ever understand. Jade is still making me the best man I can be. The best boyfriend, the best husband. She really has taught me so much, what girls like, what they dont like, sometimes she'll tell me what they are really thinking.. about sex.. Everything.. She would fill my head with so much random information but then I still thank her for it because eventually ive probably reffered to it again for something else. Sometimes i was able to stay in a conversaton thanks to some random info she has given me. She was my first real love, and I promised her that I would love her forever(I dont break promises)...I always think about all the things that I miss about our overall relationship.. The laughs, the jokes, the talks, the stares,the secret glances at each other from across the room, the sex, the endless text message converstations where one of us woul dfall asleep but as soon as we woke up, the conversation would continue... We would do it for days. lol. I really just ventured off really hard from the original topic. But back to the guy, After I told him about my personality, and we got into the "man" conversation. He asked about Prom.. Yeah Ive been asked that question everyday for a week now, the dreaded P word. I told him that I didnt know. And i told him that my mother had her opinion on who that person should be. of course he insisted that I take his daughter, and luckily i dodged that answer, I mean, she was quite attractive, but still, come on dude,lol.

Then he asked about my mothers choice. I told him about her, showed him a picture,he thought she was cute much like I do. But then I told him about the fact that I was super cheap, despite my successes, im not a fan of spending money anymore. And If I went with this girl, id end up having to pay for most of her stuff, im not really interested. Then I was telling him about her boyfriend, and how he probably wouldnt want her going to prom with me anyway. I then mentioned his local urban affiliations, and he couldnt believe that a girl like her was with a guy like him. I agreed, a question that many ask. I guess as soft spoken, and somewhat conservtive as she is, she likes the bad boy. Most girls do, they feel that nice guys are "too nice, boring". And for some reason,they like guys that treat them like crap?. Finally, Sirrah jumped in and said that "she perfers a nice boring guy, becasue most guys like that are actually really fun and entertaining once they get out of their shell". I agreed, I told them that i really dont like ghetto girls, too much drama, and even girls that like bad boys, means that drama is near. (if it isnt already there)...Unfortunately, Nice guys finish last, they either end up alone, or they end up with a girl that doesnt deserve him.... But will he always finish last?





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Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Never....


Never say "I Love You" if it really isn't there
Never say you do, if you really don't care.
Never hold my hand, if you're gonna let go
Never say Yes, if you really mean No.
Never say forever, if you're gonna say goodbye

It feels like this shouldnt be the end......





Monday, February 1, 2010

Prom.....


So this weekend my mother brought up the P word... Prom, of course the obvious questions came up.... Are you going? Yeah I guess, you wont let me get out of it, thats what I said... Then of course, what are you wearing? idk.. What are you driving? Is it that serious, ill drive this car.... Then of course... Who are you going with?

Hmm, Idk, im pretty sure that the original idea is a no, her and her mother hate my life... And of course my mother had her little opinion on who she wants me to go with. Not a bad idea, but I really don't want to do that. I know that she has wanted to see her only son go on prom, since she watched her daughter do it 3 times. And im sure it would make her even happier to see him go with the girl of her choice.... But at the end of the day its up to me, option one is probably dead.. And option 2.... Aaaahhh lets see what happens...





So much to say...

Ive got so much to post, but i have no idea how and where to start...





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“Right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale....."