12/22/13

THE LOTT 13


THE LOTT 13 GANG

By Martinez

In East Los, the 70s was filled with Varrio warfare and much blood shed, then by the end of the decade, the violence began to drop big time. A combination of factors were attributed to the decline; Vatos getting caged-up, community groups organizing gang meetings persuading many to stop killing each other, and many more Homeboys getting tired of the funerals; along with many other arguable reasons. Lurking behind this relatively calm were a new breed of gangs “THE STONERS.” This is a true story of how one of those Stoner gangs was born on the East Side of Los.

In the mid to late 70s, a new street gang phenomena occurred in East Los, the Stoner generation began. During this time, many of the old established Cholo gangs had died down tremendously. There were few numbers of Veteranos left in the neighborhoods; most were locked-up or had moved out of the line of fire to other communities and away from the madness in an effort to make a better life for their familias. Those who were left were for the most part strung-out on heroin (tecatos). The life of a tecato was very unappealing to most of the youngsters coming up in the Barrios, and the result was that this younger generation banded together as Stoner Gangs that chose to get stoned on yesca, pisto, pildoras and frios, and even some acido, pero nada the carga. Heroin was a straight-up nel-chale with this new crowd who witnessed the effect that chiva would do to a man; degrading him to a low-status, a lo mas bajo.

In 1977, Living On The Top by City Terrace Park, in the neighborhood behind Van Pelt Avenue where there was this big spacious hillside, in-between Gifford Street; that the youngsters called THE LOTT; was the original birthplace of THE LOTT STONERS Gang. During these times, there was no recruiting by the old established Cholo gangs in the area. The Hole Stoners were in El Hoyo Maravilla territory, the Humphreys Stoners were in Lopez Maravilla. There were no youngsters from Rock Maravilla, and in the Maravilla Projects only the High Time Stoners were around. The early 80s brought in the Rascals 13, Hick Boys 13, The Slows 13, FTW Stoners, The Hill 13 and The Crazy Stoners, and out of Varrio Nuevo Estrada came the Stoners 13 Locos. But the biggest of all the Stoner Gangs in East Los was The Lott Stoners, with well over 100+ members, all youngsters and all very active.

Geraghty Loma was on the opposite side of City Terrace Park and inactive at the time because they had no youngsters on the street representing. The Lott Stoners filled the void and covered a huge chunk of territory that stretched from Gage Avenue on the west, the 710 freeway on the east, Brooklyn Avenue- (re-named Cesar Chavez Avenue) –in the south, and City Terrace Drive on the north; with THE LOTT 13 Gang holding down all the hills above the park which was their main hangout but with other hangouts in place on Hammel Street, Fisher Street, Bonnie Beach Place, Record Street, Blanchard Street and even in Boyle Heights on Alma Street. Eventually the heart of the Varrio moved down the block to the area were Brannick and Blanchard Streets meet; here is where it is still to this day considered the main Hood.

The Hole Stoners, Gage Boys, High Time Stoners and Folsom Street Locos were the main enemies at the time. All beefs between rivals were settled the Old-School way- a puros trancasos –proving yourself with your fists. There would be fights with these rivals at Belvedere Junior High and Garfield High, at the Flat Tops, East L.A. Skills Center and where-ever our paths would cross. Obviously, like all other gangs, TLS13 Locos got involved in crimes like grand theft auto, bike stealing and slanging drogas; and as Homeboys began getting busted and doing time en la torcida, their look gradually became more in-line with the traditional Cholo style. Homeboys started stamping TLS13 or LOTT X3 on their bodies and they became even more hardcore in the gang life. By the mid 80s, THE LOTT 13 had fully evolved into the traditional Varrio Gang Style and joined up with the madness that comes with it.

Around the late 80s, all the Olden Varrios in East Los started recruiting into their Hoods all the Stoner Gangs and Tagger Crews that had recently popped-up on the street scene. The traditional enemies of THE LOTT got jumped into mostly the Maravilla Varrios. The Hole Stoners cliqued up with El Hoyo Maravilla, The Humphreys Stoners joined Lopez Maravilla (some joined TLS13), High Times Stoners became High Times Maravilla and Rascals 13 became Rascals Maravilla. Others like Gage Boys & Folsom Street Locos cliqued up under Gage Maravilla or into Maravilla Rifa; with the only exception being the Stoners 13 Locos whom remained their own gang. All the rest by joining the MARAVILLAS and because of the green-light edict by La eMe in 1993 brought the rivalry between TLS13 and Las Maravillas into a new age filled with violence. However, even in adverse times, and sometimes overwhelming odds THE LOTT X3 Gang continues being on the forefront of the East Los gang scene.

THE LOTT X3
Aka: The Lott Surenos 13
Original name: The Lott Stoners
Initials: TLS13
Slogan: “LIVING ON THE TOP”
Clikas: Locos, Chicos, Dukes, T.I.K's, Tiny Dukes, Diablos, Los Boys

Original First Varrio: EAST LOS / CITY TERRACE aka: LADO VIEJO
Represented by: Locos, Chicos, T.I.K's and Diablos

Second Varrio: EAST LOS BORDER & CROSSES OVER INTO MONTEBELLO
Represented by: Dukes, Tiny Dukes, Los Boys and Tiny Insane Kriminals

Third Varrio: N.E. HUNTINGTON PARK BORDERLINE WITH MAYWOOD
Represented & Home of the Townsend Insane Killers

UNITED BY CRIME


according to their history lesson., they are an OG Santa Ana born lil' locos clique who had to get it together because of them getting shot at by other hoods around., no relationship to the Huntington Park's

UNITED BY CRIME is the name, and they call themselves the Original Cartel
they're centered around Bomo Park neighborhood in the South Coast district
they started out in 1990 at sadleback high school and hanged out on olive street
later their second generation established a second hood in the wilshire square district
they were once aligned with the Alley Boys due to a lot of family relations
but they didn't want to clique up and decided to run solo
Delhi tried to punk them as youngsters, that's when they stepped up to the plate
their motto is.,
we don't bang for the fame, we bang for the name!
21.2.3
200+ strong
their enemigas list is long, since they are one of Santa Ana's most hated gangs
Sycamore
Los Compadres
The Public Vandals
On The Blast
Lil' Brook
Lil' Hood
Santa Ana Browns
South Side Rifa
Barrio Small Town
Seventh Street
Calle Townsend
Lopers
Delhi amongst the most hated ones
and even FxTroop

Unstoppable Barrio Cartel
United Brown Chicanos
Using Big Cuetes

but UNITED BY CRIME 13 is the name

Never a tagger krew! Puro Young Locos

The UBC Cliques..
Ls Original Cartels
Cartel Side 21.2.3
Cartel Classics
Violent Cartels

12/5/13

INSANE EMPIRE

SAN BERNARDINO
West Side Verdugo Mt Vernon Rifa
West Side Verdugo Manner Boys
West Side Verdugo 7th Street (Calle Siete Locos)
West Side Verdugo Lil Counts Gang
West Side Verdugo Lady Counts Gang
West Side Verdugo Royal Counts Gang
West Side Verdugo Sur Crazy Ones 14th Street
South Side Verdugo Flats (Marijuanos, Pear Street Gang, Congress Street Gang)
East Side Verdugo Meadow Brook Dukes
East Side Verdugo Waterman Gardens Vagabundos
East Side Verdugo Vallies
East Side Verdugo Dwight Way Gang
East Side Verdugo Tiny Crooks
East Side Verdugo Valley 13
West Side Verdugo Manor Boys 13


POMONA
Pomona Sur 13 Cyclones
Pomona 12 Street Sharkies
Cherryville Pomona Los Cherries
Happy Town Pomona Clowns
West Side Pomona Malditos
Pomona Sur Olive Street Dolphins
Pomona North Side Island Block
Pomona Michoacanos Rifa
Pomona Sur Locotes
County Line Mariguanos
South Side 18 Street Tiny Criminals
(TCS) Mills Avenue Block
Carnales
SS Florencia 13

CHINO
Chino Sinners Rifa (D Street Locos, Juniors)
Chino Sur 13
Los Serranos


RANCHO CUCAMONGA
Cucamonga Kings Sur (24th Street, 25 Street, 26 Street)
Cucamonga Dog Patch 9th Street


ALTA LOMA
Alta Loma Vatos Locos Monte Vista Street


UPLAND
Upland 9th Street
Upland Ghost Town
Upland Los Olivos 13th Street
Upland Outlaws


MONTCLAIR
SS Eighteen Street Tiny CriminalS
Monte Clara Cyclones
Monte Clara Rifa (Soul Saints, Locos, Hawthorne Street)


ONTERIO
North Side Onterio Calaveras

Onterio Sur
Los Earth Angels


Onterio Varrio Sur (East Side)
(Los Black Angels, Varrio Sunkist Street, Belmont Street Locos, Dead End Locos, D Street Gang, Nocta Boys, Park Street Gang, Vine Street Lokos)


FONTANA
South Side Fontana (Neighborhood Locos, The Hood Locos, Chingones, Slover Street)
South Side The Fontana Kings
West Side Fontana Diablos
Fontana Hard Times
Central IE Familia
Fontana Boys
East Side Fontana Chicanos With Pride
North Side Still Living Crazy Pepper Street
North Side Fontana Locos


COLTON
North Side Coltone (Bloque Locos, Funny Company)
South Side Coltone (Gents, La Paloma Park Lokos, O street)
East Side Coltone (Hanna Street Locos)
East Side Ruthless 12th Street


RIALTO
South Side Rialto (Monarchs, Sage Street)
North Side Rialto (Malditos, High Life)
East Side Rialto (King Street, Wickeds)
West Side Rialto 666 Locos



BLOOMINGTON
West Side Bloomas (Number Street Locos)
Varrio Vista Rifa


HIGHLAND
Colonia 13


REDLANDS
North Side Redlands
Varrio Redlands
Varrio Bryn Mawr Rifa

VICTORVILLE
East Side Victoria
West Side Victoria

Riverside, Casa Blanca and the rest of the IxE hood list to be continued..

VARRIO SLOGANS

SLOGANS OF THE VARRIOS

MI VARRIO ES PRIMERO

A TODA MADRE, O EL PURO DESMADRE

TRUCHA CON LA CARRUCHA

SMALL BUT STRONG

SOMOS POCOS PERO LOCOS

____ GANG OR DON'T BANG

BIG TIME SAME CRIME

WE KILL FOR THRILLS

CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG

CLICK CLICK BANG BANG

SO RUFF SO TUFF

MOVE OVER OR GET RUN OVER

KICKING UP DUST WHEN WE BUST, CAUSE IT'S A MUST

‘TIL THE WHEELS FALL OFF

‘TIL THE CASKET DROPS

TERRIFIC AS THE PACIFIC

FRANTIC AS THE ATLANTIC

THE NITTY GRITTY, ____ CITY

THE ____ IS THE BEST, FUCK THE REST

FUCK WITH THE BEST, DIE LIKE THE REST

NO WARNING SHOTS

ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK

WE DON’T DIE, WE MULTIPLY

WE CONTROL

WHERE WE STAND WE COMMAND

RIFAMOS Y CONTROLAMOS

CON SAFOS

DEDICATION WILAS

Remember member, those letters you used to compose for your rucas incorporating oldies song titles!?



Case Example;

“ONE SUMMER NIGHT” YOU “LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER” THERE I WAS “WISHING ON A STAR” THEN YOU KNEW WE WERE MADE TO BE “TOGETHER” PERO I WAS JUST FUCKING UP IN THE CALLES, SO NOW YOU FIND ME IN THE TORCIDA JUST HAVING “TEARS ON MY PILLOW” HOPING YOU WERE STILL “HYPNOTIZED” OF MY LOVE, BUT NOW MY TIME IS OVER AND I’M “BACK ON THE STREETS” PERO WHERE HAVE YOU GONE SINCE I’VE BEEN “A THOUSAND MILES AWAY” I JUST WANT TO BE “SITTING IN THE PARK” BEING WITH YOU, PERO I PUES, IT WAS JUST “LOVE ON A TWO WAY STREET” SO ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS I’LL “CATCH YOU ON THE REBOUND” AND ALL THE “MEMORIES OF EL MONTE” SO JUST “SMILE NOW AND CRY LATER” AND “DON’T LET NO ONE GET YOU DOWN” I HOPE YOU “CALL ME” ONE OF THESE DAYS BECAUSE “I’LL BE AROUND” PERO JUST REMEMBER ME EL “NITEOWL” AND “THE TOWN I LIVE IN”

MISTER
NITEOWL
V=EMR=1

The First LA Barrio Gangs

The first L.A. gangs in the barrios were not called gangs. Most of the barrio kids got together to have fun and play together, games that had been brought from Mexico, games that the kids today do not play anymore. There were some games that would take five to ten kids to play. All of the games that were played then had names, like El Encantado, which is now called "Freeze”. The difference was everybody would stand inside a circle, and one kid would stand outside the circle, and they would run outside the circle and you would run after them and you would freeze them .This was only one game .There were other ones like the Culebra , Las Virgenes for girls, Tagwar for boys, and some other games that were played in the U.S. like kick the can, hide and seek, and so on .

Toys that were used then were spin the top, marbles, and flying kites; and for puppy lovers, there was the game called Spin the Bottle. Most of these games needed five to ten kids to play. All the toys were homemade .Another favorite pastime was singing with guitars, old folksongs, especially in the summer .As kids grew up a strong friendship was created .These were the Depression years of the 30's.

If you were lucky, and your father was working in the fields, construction co. or W.P.A., which is like C.E.T.A. jobs today, which were government programs, and if there was a little money left, you might get a nice old second hand toy from the Goodwill or from a second hand store. This included clothes and furniture, too.

One of the favorites home entertainments was a Philco. This was an old radio made then .The family would get together and listen to the Philco and hear the programs coming in from Hollywood ,programs like the comedy shows of Jack Benny ,Red Skelton, and Amos & Andy. You would also hear suspense shows like the Whistler and the Shadow Knows and also the Inner Sanctum. There were other shows like Sky King and Lone Ranger. You are wondering why I am mentioning all these shows. . .well, the first time that most barrio people heard the word "gang" was on the radio. The program was called Gangbusters. This program was on every week. It started with police sirens and screeching sounds and machineguns firing. But as far as the homeboys in the familias, they would never call their homeboys and girls "gang members". Like I said before, you would see the word "gangs" in the newspaper, that is if your father or mother would buy it, or else you might see it on the newspaper stands .Then, like now, how many homeboys or girls do you see buying the newspaper to read the news? Maybe some funny books, or movie stars magazines, but not newspapers. Besides most of the fathers and mothers couldn't read English very well. This was in the 30's.

I remember the first time I saw some homeboys imitating and acting like the Eastside kids of the movies, but it was all in fun, at first. Later on I saw my first gang fight between La Mission homeboys and the Hicks's & Hays homeboys. It was what they called then "clean fighting”. This meant no kicking, no knives, and no guns, only fist fighting .Later on in the 40's there was a big gang fight where all Hell broke loose, in a big free-for-all gang fight. This happened in a place called El Rancho de Don Daniel, which was across from El Barrio "La Mission." Tu sabes this barrio was wiped out in the 40's. About two hundred familias lived there at one time .Now it is a very well known park called Legg Lake. For the Chicanos that don’t know where Rancho De Don Daniel was, well this is what they now call Marrano Beach. The only barrio left now is Pico Viejo. There were at one time, three other barrios called Las Flores, Canta Ranas y La Mission.

When we came back to Los Angeles in 1941, after the Pearl Harbor bombing, we moved to First Street and Vignes. At that time Little Tokyo on First Street was a ghost town, all the Japanese people had been put in camps. By this time you could see the Zoot Suiters all over town in the barrios por la First Street y por la Brooklyn Avenue and Whittier Boulevard, riding their old 1936 V8 Fords.

As for barrio cars in 1940, well, the barrio people were not working as much as the whites. Not until the beginning of World War II around 1942, alot of Chicanos were working in shipyards or in sheet metal shops or for manufacturing companies .Some cars being driven around the 40's actually were made in the 20's ,like your 1924 Ford or your 1927 Chevy,1936 V8 club coupe . . .also the '37 Ford , '37 Dodge and Plymouth. There were still alot of Model A's and Model T's .Most barrio people had not been working since 1929, when the Depression started ,except for W.P.A. jobs and farm work ,picking grapes ,walnuts and cotton in the summer , which is why most cars were ten years older or better. The first vato loco cars were called hotrods in the years of the 30’s. Back then the in thing was speed.

In the late 30's and the 40’s, up until the middle of the 50's, there was no place to race your cars , nor were there freeways.


It was done on your highways .The cars were fixed this way- a'36 Chevy club coupe would get its fenders taken off ,no spotlights or skirts on it ,usually a '34 Ford would get its front fenders and back fenders taken off .The best ones were two-door convertibles. Chicanos started fixing their cars .They would put dual pipes, rubber flaps with reflectors on them that went on the back of the rear flaps or license plates, skirts for the cars, one or two spotlights, and whitewalls. If you wanted a low rider, the only thing you could do then was put sandbags or cement sacks in the trunk to make them heavy . . . that was before the metal shocks .Those were the first low riders in L.A. in the 40's.Because of the war you could not buy gas. They would give you stamps to buy gas, food, clothes, and shoes. Most of the cars ended up being parked, because of the gas ration. Alot of people ended up walking on the street or taking the streetcar. If you lived out of town, you would have to take a streetcar called P.E. which stood for Pacific Electric.

In the 40's they stopped making cars. By 1943 the automobile companies were converting their manufacturing to make armor cars and trucks. The last model was 1942.They stopped making whitewalls and many of the parts that were needed for the cars .In fact most civilian manufacturing companies went into war products.

By 1943 most of the people in the big cities like Los Angeles, San Francisco, etc. were working, and in any industrial city, even farming was up. Everybody was busy working, making money.
Thousands of Chicanos had volunteered for the armed services and thousands more were drafted. Everybody had the G.I. fever .Meanwhile, here in Los Angeles Pachucos were getting harassed by the "man”. You see, they saw him like some kind of an oddball while everybody was using G.I. haircuts; he had long hair, plus the fact that everybody that was from a big city was dressed in the same styles. While the Pachuco had the peg pants, chain on the side, they measured 17 inches on the knee, and 12 inches on the bottom. In fact, some pants were so right on the bottom they had zippers right at the bottom by the ankle. Most of the clothes were tailor made .At that time there were alot of tailors in the barrio to get your suit made right. It was the thing; you would see them walk into the shops, check out materials. There weren't that many different kinds of materials to choose from. The most popular was shark skin, the gabardine, the flannel cotton shirts, silk shirts, silk socks, and wide ties, thin belts, and double sole shoes. The double sole was put on the shoes because it was easier to put a double sole on your old shoes, than to buy a new pair because the shoes were rationed. Shoe companies were making combat boots. The girls wore short skirts, blouses with puffed sleeves or no sleeves, and off the shoulder blouses, knitted stockings, flowers in their hair and very white oxfords, and bunny shoes. You see, this is how the Chicano dressed, very neat and clean. They did not conform to the square look. This bugged the law and the school and the restaurant people.

In 1943 there was this incident that happened between the Pachucos and the sailors. By June 3, 1943 sailors were searching the streets for zoot suiters .Although most Chicanos were not wearing zoot suits, they were all considered zooters. There were approximately 200 sailors that were picked up by taxis at the naval base and taken to the barrio .The police arrested nine sailors to make it look good .However, that still left almost 200 sailors to riot and attack on the Chicano community .And on June 5, sailors, soldiers, and marines, along with some civilians, adding up to several thousand turned into a mob and attacked the Chicano communities. The rioting got out of hand and other minorities were also attacked .This was connected with the Sleepy Lagoon Case.

I know for a fact, because my uncle at that time wore the threads that were worn back then. He and several friends of his that had recently come from Mexico and El Paso, Texas were coming out of the Aztec Recording Co. which was on Third & Main when they were attacked by a gang of sailors. These men were all composers and writers and singers that had just arrived from Texas and Mexico. They were not Pachucos . There was another time when I was coming from Olvera Street walking on Main, and I got to Second and Main .A cop, the man with the star hat of that time which was made out of cloth, was choking the Pachuco with his club and had him against the window of a liquor store. While he was choking him, the poor homeboy was slipping and sliding because the thick soles and taps on his shoes were wet from the rainy night. It was pouring, I felt helpless .All I knew was that he was a carnal, and I couldn't help him later on as I walked down on Main Street. I passed the boxing gym , passed the penny arcades and then I made a left on Seventh Street when I got to Seventh and San Pedro , I saw my mother crying and angry .She told me that a marine and sailor had jumped and kicked my brother down .She said that my sister and she fought off these jive punks .She might of not have used those words ,but you know what I mean .You see ,my mother owned a restaurant and bar on Seventh St. and San Pedro Streets .My mother bought this restaurant-bar from a Japanese family that had been thrown in the American made concentration camp. They had to sell this place to my mother cheap. Prior to that, she had a taco restaurant on Second and Spring Street which she bought from a Filipino man. You see, he went to war not by joining the army, but by flying to the Philippine Islands to help his people. I never saw this man again .This is how my mother got the money to buy the restaurant-bar on Seventh and San Pedro from the Japanese family.

In 1941 I didn't think all my Japanese farm working friends were going to be put into concentration camps. What I am really trying to say is that First St. from Vignes and First to Main St., that all the Japanese people were gone .You see; we rented a hotel on First and Vignes. From there on from 1941 to 1945 I made the rounds to the different barrios. For five years I saw the changes in the barrios, I saw the blacks come into First Street, which is now called Little Tokyo. At that time they used to call it Little Harlem. I used to walk down the street hearing blues in the juke boxes and the boogie woogie and see them dance the jitterbug. Walking up and down the different barrios like the Flats, La First Street, La State, La Diamond, La Temple, and La Alpine which was right next to the Angels Flight (streetcar).

We used to cruise on our low riders to Tin Can Beach, on Alameda Street. We used to pass Clanton, 38th St. and El Jardin and used to stop and trip and also cruise through Willowbrook and Watts, and stop at the radio station and listen to Hunter Hancock's rhythm and blues and we would dedicate songs and listen to them while we were cruising to Long Beach and the Pike. We would also hit the games, get on the ferris wheel and walk down to the penny arcades and get on the roller coaster.

This was the big thing to do. They used to call it The Cyclone. It's like the roller coaster at Magic Mountain today. After blowing our money, whatever we had, the vatos and the whisas would get on their hotrods or low riders and go to Tin Can Beach (Bolsa Chica State Park) and have a weenie bake. They would take their old portable radios. They were king size, weighing about ten pounds. I would get my guitar and play some barrio Chuco songs, after jiving and tripping, we’d start making it back home, all the way down Alameda St. to the barrio in L.A. Usually we would end up making a bonfire by burning a tire or some wood. After hours we would end up in a barrio party that had very dim blue lights. You would call it the house of blue lights parties. The records that were played were the old 78's; they were sounds of ballads by Billy Eckstine, soft and easy with the home boys and girls dancing to the mood. This was at the old Macy Barrio. To change the mood we would play some swing records like Pachuco Hop and also Joe Higgins and Honey Drippers. They would also dance to the big bands. The most favorite sounds were Glen Miller's "Chattanooga Choo-Choo", "Tuxedo Junction" and also "String of Pearls", and "In The Mood". Only the Chucos that knew how to dance jitterbug would get up and dance. Another famous big band was Tommy Dorsey and his record was "Boogie Woogie". Some would get up and do the dirty boogie, or the camel walk. Then we would play a slow piece and everybody would make it home .This was around 1948.

At that time Dogtown and Alpine, Hazard y La Clover would go down to Olvera Street to a place called "The Pachuco Inn”. It was a small club next to the post office. Here is where you would see alot of jitterbug contests. Most Chucos would trip around this area.

By Manuel Cruz

11/24/13

THEE LA RIVER in VARRIO LORE

The City and The River go hand in hand
Can’t have one without the other

What is it about the L.A. River that ignites a spark in old LA’s raza’s hearts?

It is Iconic

It is Symbolic

Not only did the Old Pueblo grow up close to it
But the whole modern mess of a County Megapolis grew up around it because of it
Not to mention the whole bunch of Old Barrios that grew up along the sides of it

The River starts out in the Valle, out there by Canoga Parque
Picks up a little bigger going through Barrio Van Nuys
It then creeps through North Hollywood
Before it gets heavier going down past Berbank
Then it takes a winding curve of a turn heading around the bend past Riverdale (Glendale)
It tumbles through Toonerville / Tropico and Atwater
Then it begins to turn the corner just past and around old Elysian River Valley (Frog Town)
And right about where the old Dayton Avenues neighborhood used to be..
..it heads into the East Side of LA
It then flows through Dogtown and The Flats
Before it start flowing Southeast
Past the L.A. core
Making one last curve at the Old industrial Colonia of Vernon
Before it turns straight south to make its long dash towards the ocean
It hits on that last stretch past Maywood, Bell Gardens, Cudahy and Lynwood
Touching the banks of Paramonte and Unincorp East Comptone
And at last, reaching the sands of Longo

Along the way
Other waters join up with it
Coldwater, Riverdale, Arroyo Seco and Rio Hondo
All flowing down to meet with it like as if it was their destiny
Each one with its own history and carrying their own side of town stories
Stories from A Million things happened – A Million Stories
Stories happened along its river banks

Happy stories and sad stories
The stories of the Barrios
The stories of the Times
Ever changing Times
Somehow, someway, all kinds of stories connected to the River
Past, Present and even the Future yet unwritten, but future stories already felt and known


From the days when vatos hanged out by the River and roamed around
From before there were no River concrete levee walls
To the days when all the puentes spanning it got built
And then into the times and days growing up on the streets branching off on both sides
Calles flashing off like rays from the River like spokes on a wheel

Old neighborhoods grew up next to the River
Old neighborhoods got all torn up next to the River
And then some neighborhoods later went and got rebuilt close to the River
While still some others were not there from before, but rose up afterwards
Some were there, some went away, some got resurrected; still some came along afterwards

But never mind all that, because..
All Barrios in central LA still owe some sort of allegiance to the River

Without the River there never would have been an Old Pueblo de La Raza
Without the Old Pueblo, there never would have been an LA Metropolis
And without an LA, maybe things would have turned out differently
And history might not have been what it is this very day..
..as it related to the Varrios

Maybe things would have started out somewhere else

Maybe(?)

Maybe the center of this South Side Lifestyle could have started out in El Passuco
or San Antone
maybe even La Finiquera
or maybe even in San Pancho up North

Who knows where it would of headquartered at without the LA River?

But as it turned out, it picked up Big right here in LOS
Alongside the banks of the Loco & Nostalgic Wandering L.A. River

The River has been like the Vato Loco from the Barrio
A Wanderer
Wandering through the Land
Wandering through the Times
Wandering in the Minds

Like a Lost Soul
A Lost Angel
Fallen from Grace
Seeking Redemption
Seeking A Comeback

Just like an Old Vato
Grown up with the river real close by
And then that vato becoming like a mirror image of it
Almost like a reflection of its lacking waters
A Wanderer lacking in many metropolitan socio-economics ways
But A Vato never ever dying out
Refusing to go away

Like the river, the vato is remade, reconstructed, rebuilt and forever being resurrected like the phoenix
Dies to Live Another Day!

Just like in the movies..
..The River just like the LA skyline is iconically stamped in movie stardom and people’s minds

The River is inked on the subconscious Heart & Soul of LA’s Southland Raza!

10/15/13

EL CHUCHO CHUCO

EL PACHUCO CHOLO

To understand who the real chucos were, and how they came to be, or even what chuco means, you have to get into the history, the attitude, and of course, very much the talk that they expressed themselves with.

The Pachuco has gifted us modern day raza with the old aged calo talk; a talk that is continuously being re-invented, but still firmly understood by the average mexican or mexican-american from the lower barrios.

From that way of speaking we get slang like cola de raton, which today we more commonly refer to as brocha (Eng. Brush) in reference to a mostachon, a big thick brush like mustache; the kind you see in those pictures and images of chicano heroes like Emiliano Zapata or the arch-type vato loco from the varrio.

To simply label a chuco as a swaggo zoot suiter swinging to el tango all wango on the dance floor, would be a critical mistake. It would bury under falsehoods the true heart of a rebel tribe (raza).

El Pachuco has been popularized and glamorized under the spectacle of hollywood type folklore trying to sell it to the world as a latin boogie woogie mexican–american gang member. The pachuco under this type of looking under the microscope becomes the pinnacle of perdition according to the never-ending dope mainstream thinking.

It is well known that El Paso Texas has carried the moniker (el placaso) of El Chuco for at the very least, since the 1930s or 40s. And it is historically credited with having been the birthplace and the progenitor of the Pachuco gang style. But what is not so commonly known is that the true Paso (pass) was once known as El Paso Del Norte, the very one which in present times is the unequivocally city of Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua Mexico. The true El Paso was south of the Rio Grande (Rio Bravo as Mexicans call it), and not the present days El Paso. Later on in history, the town on the north shores of the river came to be known as such, but originally it was the Mexican side that carried the name of El Paso.

The names for these twin cities later took their modern form under their own respective modern era organized governments, but it was in Juarez that the “tirilones” (suspenders) first started out. It is said that from the Juarez barrios of La Chavena, La Mariscal, El Chamizal, El Tango (downtown), and other colonias, that from here the first chucos (tirilones) would cross over -the Puente Negro (Santa Fe rail road bridge) -heading over to El Paso’s Mexican barrios of La Chihuahuita, Magoffin, San Francisco, and El Segundo (The Second Ward). And it was when they would head over to El Paso that it was heard say “vas para el paso?” (are you heading to el paso?) Which soon after, in the technical simple terms of calo slang, it was shortened and simplified as – ‘vas pal paso?’ And el paso became passuco, as in the old pass – el ruco paso. Passuco then became pa’chuco in simpler terms. Here then, there it is, the birth and coinage of the name Pachuco.

But why if the first pachucos on the Mexican side were called tirilones, why would they then carry over and become pachucos on the American side? Pachuco is one thing, but what does chuco mean? And how were the tirilones baptized with the moniker of chucos in the first place?

The term Chuco was already there before El Paso was baptized with the tag name; note also that pachuco had nothing to do with the City of Tears (Pachuca in the Mexican State of Hidalgo), but it does have a lot to do with the indian language and how the Aztecs, and then the Spanish, and later on the uppity Mexican elites applied derogatory terms for the poor lower class of peoples of the country.

The Aztecs called the Chichimeca people from the mostly un-conquered surrounding areas of their empire, “chuchos” (perros sucios y pordioseros), (dirty vagrant dogs). The Aztecs considered the wandering warrior tribes of the chichimecas as being from a lower class of inferior types of people – uncivilized and unruly.

Chuchos was short for Chichimecas

Chichimecas, Chuchumeca, Chuchurrios, Chuchurria, Chucheria, Chuclas, Chuclos, Choclos, Chuchos, Chucos. All of these names and terms became synonymous with the underclass.

Later the Spanish hierarchy would adopt the Aztec derogatory reference to the “chichimecas” and apply it to all Indians in general, and they referred to them using the same apodage of chuchos, but with the added inference of having a dark color, plus the connotation of being dirty.

After Mexican independence, the following aristocracy of Criolos (Spanish Mexicans) continued to refer to the natives with the same, and then they even expanded it to include the masses of people living in the barrios of the urban sprawls; hence la lengua india was introduced to the urban cosmos where it grew and took on more derogatory appendages.

A chucho became a chuco, a man of bad disposition; categorized as a dirty scoundrel, prone to drinking and alcoholism, of a continuous bad criminal thought process, and a slave to a lower carnal pleasures instinct. As such, el chuco became of use and adopted by even the people from the same barrios, and el chuco became the worse of the worse. A chuco became the boogie man of the barrio streets. He became the one who drinks a lot of mierda, a mariguano, a chueco (crooked one), a depravado (a depraved one). He became everything that a mother wished her children not to become, and warned them to steer clear of.

When at the height of the Mexican Revolution, when the throngs of lower caste people from the barrios escaped Mexico City and the urban areas of the country, and traveled north en-mass to the borderlands, the diaspora included among its hordes, a great many so-called chucos.

These chucos fused and blended together with the rural bandit types, the ragged mutts, the outlaws of el norte; they fused the urban working class bato with the romantic rural bandido, and together they sang la cucaracha and other ruffian mariguano ballads while climbed up on the rufo (the smoking freight train). And so the many outcasts of society who arrived at el paso del norte (ciudad juarez) soon became exposed to borderland survival. These bad youngsters who had formed the rank-and-file of many revolutionary armies, especially those of el centauro del norte (Pancho Villa’s army) became bolas de chucos en las calles (gangs of grimey street kids). And when these street kids would find ways of making money on the colonias and streets of the biggest and most populous border crossing of the American continent, they soon developed a taste for a style contrary to their long poor background upbringing.

They soon began to chuchear (chuquiar), to trap and to hunt; to make a living off the streets. They became like chuecos chicos rucos (old young crooks), vividores, chulos guapos (dandys), popular in their circulos de ambiente, gente de mucha occurencia (wiseguys), con actitud de lambusios (regionalist), knowing all the antros (dives & holes), present in all the reventones (parties) and rumbas (dances) of the city. And when they began to cross the border back and forth during the decade of the roaring twenties, they satisfied their longing for fine trapos (dress clothes), they enhanced their old hidden love for art and theater. They morphed the attitude of the lower classes of people from Mexico and glued it with the knowledge and modernized ways coming in and being brought in to El Paso by the hordes and tons of repatriates and deportees that the US was sending south from all over the land during the years of the great depression.

The cities of Juarez and El Paso swelled with the numbers of people being sent south, while at the same time with the people heading north in search of a better tomorrow. El Paso became like the illegal Ellis Island for Mexicans, as well as the Tombstone and Dodge City for the Americanos; the town became filled with vice; filled with the worse that both countries had to offer. Soon thereafter the gringos termed el paso as “el shit hole,” and the gabachos started calling the notorious Mexican people of el paso by the same name that the old Mexican oligarchy had called them ~> chuchos. But the gringos, in their english pronunciation ways could not get themselves to pronounce chucho correctly, and they pronounced it as chukuo -the shit hole, the place of bad people. So that’s how El Paso became known as el chuco -under the wordplay of chicano chuekadas.

But just like in everything else that the raza touches and incorporates into its world, el chuco became a badge of honor and pride. La raza took el chuco and transformed it into el pachuco; they called the Rio Grand Valley as el valluco, and Corpus Christy as corpitos. They called themselves Rucos (old horses), Tucos (night owls) and before not too long, Pachucos became cholos.

Chucos turned everything they came into contact with into a mutt; a mixture of language, dress, style, music, dance, culture and attitude; their warfare against the ruling class and its system became eternal. They became true rebels of society!

Chuco has the traditional CH of chicanismo words, and with it comes a long history of indian terms of endearment.

You see, in indian ways and in later Mexicanism ways of talk, everything derogatory can be made a term of endearment; for example a fatso (gordo) can affectionally be endeared as chonchito; and so el gordito chonchito becomes no longer derogatory, but an acceptable affectionate way to refer to a fluffy chunky spanky.

So, the bottom line is that El Chuco is basically the same as El Cholo in terms of being a derogatory term used by upper and mainstream society in referencing someone of low status and/or of an undesirable element; as in a cholo “dirty drunken Indian," but under the attitude of old and new chicanismo, those deragatory terms of chuco and cholo, became terms of endearment of sorts by those who carry the names with pride!

To be continued…

10/9/13

HARBOR AREA VARRIOS

L.A. HARBOR AREA VARRIOS ~ Past & Present

RANCHO SAN PEDRO
Santos,
Locos,
Midgets,
3RD Street Locos,
8TH Street Locos,
12TH Street Troubles,
16TH Street Locos,
Santa Cruz Street Locos,
Rancho Projects 2ND Street Locos.

PARK WESTERN LOMA SAN PEDRO
Malditos,
Locos,
Chicos.

LELAND PARK SAN PEDRO
Hoods,
Boys,
Locos.

BARRIO SAN PEDRO
3RD Street Locos,
11TH Street Locos,
Los Guayabos,
Los Uniteds.

SAN PEDRO LOCOS

SAN PEDRO STONERS

YOUNG CROWD

EAST SIDE WILMAS
Ghost Town Locos,
Lumber Yard Malos.
L ST Locos,
Mahar Street Boys,
Hyatt Street Locos,
Chain Gang,
Banning Park Locos.

WEST SIDE WILMAS
Willhall Park Locos,
Dana Locos,
Lil Rascals,
C Street Locos.

NORTH SIDE WILMAS

HARBOR CITY RIFA
Baby Locos,
Tiny Locos,
Lil Locos,
Peewee Locos

VARRIO HARBOR LOMA

VARRIO LA LOMA RIFA

VARRIO CARSON RIFA
Peewee Locos,
Deathman Locos,
East Side Carson Locos,
Catskill Street Locos,

Ravenna Street
Locos
Tiny Locos

Realty Street
Locos
Peewees
Gunners

NIGHTCRAWLERS RIFA

VARRIO KEYSTONE

VICTORIA PARK
Locos,
Tiny Gangsters,
Park Locos,
Peewees,
Midgets,
Niteowls.

DOMINGUEZ VARRIO 13
J Street Locos.

EAST SIDE TORRANCE
Lil Raskals,
Diablos,
Peewees.

204TH STREET
Peewees,
Locos.

VARRIO CENTRO TORRANCE
Locos

T x FLATS
Dukes,
Snipers,
Peewees.

VARRIO LA RANA

NORTH SIDE REDONDO
Los Nietos,
Lil Winos,
Sycos.

DEF BOYS
Chicos,
Killas,
Babys.

DEATH CROWD
Locos,
Lil Boys,
Riders,
Termites.

EVIL KLAN 13

HAWTHORNE 13

LAWNDALE 13
Chicos
154 ST
147 ST
Traviesos
Firmona Boys
Malitos
Baby Dukes

LIL MOBSTERS 13

CYCOS 13

DOG TOWN STONERS

LIL WATTS
Demons,
Dukes,
Winos,
Traviesos,
The Underground.

GARDENA 13
East Side,
West Side,
Baby Gangsters,
Lil Locos,
Cyco Locos,
Balas,
144TH The Fourth,
The Dead End.

LATIN TOWN PLAYBOYZ

BARRIO SMALL TOWN
4TH Street,
Locos,
Tiny Winos.

TE TOWN FLATS

BARRIO VIEJO
Old Town Longo

BARRIO POBRE
16TH Street.

PLAYA LARGA 13
10TH Street.

8TH STREET MADNESS
Midnites.

VARRIO 9TH STREET

CRAZY LATIN BOYZ

MID CITY STONERS / CRIMINALS
Long Beach Locos 19TH Street.

NORTH SIDE LONGO
Baby Gangsters
52ND Street,
Vagos,
Machos,
Market Street Locos,
Ninos Surenos,
Youngsters.

WEST SIDE LONGO
Cyclones,
Termites,
Stoners,
West Side Playboyz,
Summit Canal Street,
Sequina Street.

EAST SIDE LONGO
Chicos Malos,
Dukes,
Tiny Locos,
Stoners,
East Side Playboyz,
Lonely Boys,
Peewess,
Barrio Viejo (Old Town Longo).

MARA SALVATRUCHA 13

MS13 ~ LA MARA SALVATRUCHA

The word “MARA” is synonymous with “GANG” in both Central America & Southern Mexico, but the origin of the word derives from the word “PLAGA” (plague or infestation), as in large numbers such as a swarm, a crowd, or a throng. It was taken from a 1960s film titled “MARABUNTA”, which was about “Killer Ants” from Brazil. And subsequently it became used for describing in a derogatory manner, the groups of youth (gangs), who perpetuated many of the street crimes in those days. By the 1970s, the name MARA was fully adopted by the street gangs in El Salvador. But these were cut short because of the civil turmoil which culminated in the Civil War of the late 70’s. The exodus of people from El Salvador to the U.S. finalized the adaptation of the name MARA for the Salvadoran youth gangsters in L.A. The rest you already know about.

La Mara Salvatrucha es la mayor pandilla de El Salvador, aglutina aproximadamente al 70% de todos los pandilleros del país. Tiene unas características propias muy determinadas. Fue creada en los años 80 en California por emigrantes salvadoreños, como respuesta a las pandillas ya existentes en area de McArthur Park y Pico Union de Los Angeles.

El significado del nombre “Mara Salvatrucha”

La palabra 'mara', se emplea en El Salvador con el significado de “gente alborotadora.”
'Salva',deriba de Salvadoreño. Y finalmente, 'trucha', viene a significar listo o despabilado.

En la zona de Los Angeles, la Mara Salvatrucha adoptó el número 13, ya que esta zona está controlada por la Mafia Mexicana, la cual se le associa el numero 13, el cual tiene el significado correspondiente con la letra M del alfabeto Americano y es synonima con M de Mafia Mexicana.

San Francisco es territorio de Nuestra Familia, la cual usa la letra numero 14, significativa y synonima con N de Norte y Nuestra Familia.

Por esta razon en el norte de California la MS se afilio a los rangos del Norte, y adopto el numero 14 as sus iniciales de barrio. ~ Ex: “MS14”

Tanto la Mafia Mexicana como Nuestra Familia, son organizaciones que ejercen control sobre casi todas las pandillas Latinas desde las cárceles en sus respectivos territorios de California.

Así es que la Mara Salvatrucha "está dividida en dos."
La MS 13 en el Sur de California, y la MS 14 en el Norte.

Al finalizar la guerra civil Salvadoreña, los jueces de la zona de “Los Angeles” comenzaron con una practica de deportacion a pandilleros de estado indocumentado en el pais y vueltos a El Salvador. Y es de esta forma en la cual la “MS 13 Sureña” se instala con fuerza en el país, mientras que la presencia de la “MS 14 Norteña es mínima e insignificante.

Junto con la MS13, también llega a El Salvador la Calle 18 (18ST), una mas entre las pandilla más poderosa de Los Angeles. Asi mismo la guerra que mantenían estas 2 pandillas en las calles de Los Angeles, se translada inmediatamente a El Salvador.

La Mara Salvatrucha se considera a si misma como la pandilla auténtica Salvadoreña, y piensa que tanto la 18 y las demas pandillas aliadas o enemigas, son de origen extranjero, “concretamente Mexicano.”

~" LA MARA SALVATRUCH STONERS 13 "~


Around the mid-80s, the Mara Stoners gang was not yet very large; however, with the influx of Salvadoran nationals who escaped to Los Angeles to avoid the Salvadoran civil war, the MARA grew rapidly, especially in the Hollywood and Pico Union areas.

The Mara Stoners during this period was formed mostly by homeless and unemployed Salvadorans on the streets, wearing long hair, listening to heavy-metal music; a cultural taste stimulated by the export of American culture into El Salvador during the military conflict than engulfed the small nation during the decade of the 1980s.

By 1985, the MARA STONERS aka MOB STONERS gang, had become well known as the MARA SALVATRUCHA STONERS. They devised a gang initiation ritual which consisted of a jump-in that lasted thirteen seconds, because thirteen was “an evil number,” and their logo became the heavy-metal sign of the devil, two fingers up.

MS was born on Westmoreland and Ninth, with a first clique known as the 7 11 Locos (for the 7-Eleven where they hung out). Then they expanded toward Leeward and Hollywood, forming the Normandy Locos, then the Berendo Locos, then down by Western, MLK and Vermont, the East Side and South Side cliques joined in. By 1988 the Normandie Locos had become one of the biggest MS cliques ever.

One of the Mara’s most hated enemies were the DRIFTERS. Whereas the first MS cadres were known as stoners, the DRIFTERS were known as disco freaks. (The DRIFTERS had a distinctive dress—Fila shoes, baggy khaki pants, white undershirt, and a baseball cap with the letter D on it.

While the Mara had many enemies—they also had uneasy alliances with other gangs.

One of their allies was the FEDORA STREET LOCOS. The Locos were not actually a youth gang but a lose collection of drug dealers who sold drugs on Fedora Street near Olympic Avenue in Downtown Los Angeles. Many of the Locos were Salvadoran, and virtually all were older vatos (over 18 years of age). Members of MS, would help the FSLocos by hiding their stash for them and by investing some cash into the drug trade. The FSL and MS had a business relationship. Later, however, some members of the Mara began to steal drugs from the Locos. These MS were later found dead—each shot three times in the head—and the Mara retaliated by driving the Locos out of Fedora Street.
In a short time, only members of the Mara were selling on the street.

In 1985, MS went to war with the Crazy Riders-- whose turf was at Third and Normandy. They went to war not on account of drug spots or drug business as some versions claim; But because Rocky, an original MS founding member, was shot dead in a set up by some girls from Fourth and Normandy. It was never about “business,” it was about “vengeance for the dead homie. Soon the wars expanded into a bloodier conflict that involved 18TH Street.

At first, the 18TH Streeters, located from Venice up Hoover to Alvarado, originally were of a predominant Mexican membership; but they eventually opened their doors for Salvadorans to join their ranks. And these young Salvadoran who joined 18TH Street, added great numbers to their spreading cliques.
Until 1992, MS and 18TH Street had a lose alliance, Salvadorans were welcomed into 18TH Street, making it the first multi-cultural super gang. Many families even had members in both gangs. Nevertheless, by the early 1990S, MS had grown significantly in size and was ready to challenge 18TH Street for dominance. No one is sure where the spark was ignited. Perhaps both sides had gotten too big for comfort; but following an incident over a girl which claimed the life of Shaggy from MS, by a vato from 18TH Street, and soon after talks to prevent a war collapsed, the MARA SALVATRUCHA decided on “to hell with 18 Street,” and Shaggy’s clique retaliated. This set off a war and a battle for control of the Rampart area. The violence between these two gangs escalated and drew in several other gangs into the conflict, expanding the war into a bloodier conflict; one the worst gang wars in L.A. history. A street war in which the death toll surpassed the 100 count. By 1992, there was no clear winner; however, MS had gained control of some of the Rampart area.

Wars for drug trade or wars to avenge the fallen homies, the killing was happening because the killing was happening.

In 1993, MS becomes formally aligned with the Sureno camp and incorporates the number 13 into its gang initials to signify its alliance with the Mexican Mafia. By this time the mood on the streets had changed profoundly, mostly the result of incarcerations. MS vatos who went in Juvenile Hall with long hair came out bald and speaking Calo. The new look assimilated the Chicano prison dress style: clean creased shirts and creased up Dockers. There was even a different stroll, slouching back. They grew goatees, cut the hair short, slicked back with Tres Flores hair grease, no more petroleum jelly.
Tres Flores with a palm comb-that’s what they wanted. The system was shaping the MS membership, replacing the old stoner look with the Chicano Homie Style.

Indeed by the early 1990s, MS13 had attained a reputable notoriety in the local gang scene; but with that same notoriety, they found themselves in an urban world, in the most congested barrio west of the Mississippi, surrounded by new enemies and locked in battle after battle, day in and day out!

10/8/13

VARRIO LA RANA

LA RANA

Everyone in the Harbor Area knows or has heard about LA RANA in Torrance.

La Rana is one of those Varrios that have been dying off, but never really goes away. You hear about them, but you never really see them, or so it goes. Even so, they’ve managed to make the headlines from time to time. La Rana must be a real tight-knit family oriented varrio these days. Their neighborhood history goes back to the 1920s/30s, but the varrio is more well-renown for its crazyness during the 1950s and 60s. It managed to stay active well into the 70s, but by the 1980s it was mostly gone, mainly on account of the heavy industry that blew up around their neighborhood. Even though the barrio did grew up amidst industry; Nevertheless, the new industry took over more and more lots and pieces, and its streets disappeared, with many of its homes done away to create new and wider streets., To where eventually all that was left of La Rana is the strip between Van Ness Way and Crenshaw along Del Amo Blvd. That’s all that remains today of the old La Rana, some 100 homes along that strip. That’s if you don’t count the neighborhood area where V204ST (Southwest Village) is located at.

La Rana once roamed all the zone in-between Dolanco Junction (TxFlats) on the east; 190TH on the north; Torrance Blvd on the south; and west to Madrona/Prairie Avenue. But VLR has always been centered on Del Amo Blvd. The place is completely surrounded by industrial plants and business parks these days. Mobil refinery on the north, Dow Chemical to the west, PS Business Park and Honda R&D to its south, with Van Ness Avenue and another business park cutting it off from V204TH.

La Rana is said to have adopted the name because of a near-by little lake or pond; some have even called it an old swamp area, where you could hear the frogs croak and sing through out the night. That little lake of a pond was there going back to the 1800s.

The area was known as El Pueblo; hence the name of the Pueblo tiny little Recreation Center , dead smack in the middle of the neighborhood. In fact, Del Amo Blvd was oldenly known as PUEBLO street (Camino del Pueblo), when it was still a small dirt street back in the (Mexican Village) days.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/80643375@N00/280246500/

I’ve never known what cliques La Rana ever spawned, but looking at that rare Flickr picture of that gutted and worn out small market wall, there’s a placaso next to all the La Rana hit ups that read “ROAD GENTS”; Thus I wonder if that had anything to do with Del Amo Blvd ~> The Road to La Gente de La Rana (?)

On a hot sunny weekend if you pass through there you’re bound to see firme ranflas on those driveways of the strip, not in every house, but there’s some, even though today those homes on that calle don’t look ghetto barrio looking shacks or anything like that.

La Rana you could say is the only true "City of Torrance" Varrio because the other main Varrios in Torrance are really L.A. “Harbor Gateway”.

La Rana (Del Amo Blvd.) is technically in the section of town which is considered “East Torrance”. East Torrance goes from 190Th to Plaza Del Amo ~> entrance to the village of “Barrio East Side Torrance” on the southernmost tip of the town. I wonder if that has anything to do as to why there’s some real animosity documented between VLR & BEST (?).. since they’re both really from the same “SIDE” of town, on opposite corners, of course.

La Rana most definitely hates TxFlats, and they have also been known to put the clamp on V204TH.

V204ST is something of an abnormality in the area politics, since both La Rana & TxFlats are said to claim suzerainty over them. Both Varrios claim to have spawned V204TH, but I would lean more towards VLR getting 204 started, because I used to work with this vato from La 204 who told me so. The thing is, eventually, and like it happens everywhere else, V204TH went on a solo career, and then they went on to make the headlines that you all have read plenty about. But if 204 would of stayed VLR, it would of most definitely kept La Rana on the mainline of the streets in the Harbor Area. But as it stands, La Rana is the enigmatic old Torrance varrio that refuses to go away.



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Old Neighborhood Has Long Outgrown Barrio Status
El Pueblo Thrives, Surrounded by Workaday World

May 05, 1985|JULIO MORAN, Times Staff Writer

TORRANCE — The face of industrial Torrance is changing after nearly 75 years. So, too, is El Pueblo.

Surrounded by industrial activity, El Pueblo--which means "the town" in Spanish--remains a residential island in a sea of warehouses and factories. But rather than being deserted or rezoned for industrial use over the years, El Pueblo has blossomed into a vibrant, well-kept, close-knit neighborhood.

And except for the shadows cast by the Mobil Oil refinery towers on one side and the frames of multistory warehouses going up on the other side, the 111 homes along Del Amo Boulevard between Crenshaw Boulevard and Van Ness Avenue are typical of other middle-class neighborhoods in this city.

"When it comes down to the nitty-gritty, we are Torrance," said Ruben Ordaz, 57, a lifelong resident of the area and president of the Pueblo Homeowners Assn.

Early Reputation

The neighborhood is also called Del Amo and La Rana, which means "the frog" in Spanish and got its name because a nearby pond was once full of frogs. The neighborhood has overcome a reputation as a poor, tough barrio and come to be considered a community of concerned homeowners whose votes are courted at each local election.

"The politicians know that we got about 100 votes," said Ordaz with a smile. "We usually vote in a bloc, so when we call we get a quick response."

Getting a bloc vote is easier, Ordaz said, because many of the residents are related. Ordaz's father, who moved here in 1925, still lives on the block, as do his uncle, aunt and several in-laws. When a family member dies, property is usually passed on to a relative.

Property values are slightly lower than in other neighborhoods in the city, but it still costs about $120,000 to buy a two-bedroom house here. An empty 50- by 100-foot lot has recently been appraised at $20,000.

High Offer for Home

"What do you think, just because I live in La Rana that I live in a shack?" Irene Ordaz, Ruben's wife, said she told a friend recently after the friend expressed surprise over her four-bedroom home. Ordaz said they have received offers of up to $150,000 for their home.

And the crime rate, once a major problem, what with youth gangs and drug dealers during the 1950s and 1960s, has dropped. Last year, a community watch program was organized.

Torrance Police Sgt. Wally Murker, a community relations officer, said the area may still have more drug problems than many sections of Torrance, but other neighborhoods have more burglaries. "I couldn't say it was any . . . different than other neighborhoods in Torrance," he said. "There are a lot of good people living there and they've got a good community watch program."

For the most part, living in the midst of industries has not bothered the residents. In the early years it was a matter of not biting the hand that fed them, Ruben Ordaz said, so residents tolerated the industrial noises and smells. Today, tighter pollution controls have eliminated most of the concerns, and the residents have learned to live with what remains .

Grew Up in Area

"Sometimes you wonder if your coughing is not because of Mobil or if your house is not going to blow up," said Joe Torres, 42, a receiving clerk. Torres grew up in El Pueblo, and except for a few years right after he got married, he has remained in the area.

But the possibility of industrial accidents is not a major concern. "My kids talk about it sometimes, but they also talk about nuclear wars and earthquakes," Torres said. "It's at the back of your mind, but it's a way of life here."

Surprisingly, there has never been any serious talk of rezoning the street for industrial use, city officials said.

"It's almost like a historical area," said Jeff Gibson of the city planning department. "I don't think it will ever get rezoned."

But city officials did not always look so kindly on what was originally referred to as the Mexican Village.

According to the book "Historic Torrance," land in the 1920s was designated for five uses: business, residential, industrial, unclassified, and "special quarters for non-Caucasians." It was in the "foreign quarters" that El Pueblo developed as the residential district for the Mexican labor that worked at Columbia Steel and Pacific Electric Railway.

Treading on Constitution

The book says Jared Sidney Torrance, the city's founder, admitted in his autobiography that segregation in his fledgling town "tread pretty hard on the toes of the Constitution of the United States."

Even former Mayor Albert Isen, whose father and uncle built the homes in the 1920s so workers could walk to the steel plant half a mile away, said the houses were "substandard, because that's all they really wanted and all they could really afford."

Ordaz, a former steelworker and now a custodian with the Torrance school district, said the homes remained in poor condition for many years, primarily because of language and cultural obstacles that kept residents--most of whom came from the small Mexican town of Purepero, Michoacan--from acquiring building permits for remodeling their homes.

Now those houses have been passed on to family members who are U.S.-born and who speak English. Many of the homes have been improved, and Del Amo, once a dirt road, is now a four-lane street with a center divider.

Spanish, once the only language spoken on this street, is hardly ever heard now. Even the one weekly Mass celebrated at St. Joseph's Catholic Church at the end of the block is said in English.

10/7/13

CHUCOS e PACHUCOS

what does "pachuco" means to you?

a lot of people have associated it with the zoot suit and the 1930's - 40's era

and when you read most of what's out there on the web and in popular writers books
you come out with the same referencing, that pachucos came from El Paso, Texas
and that, that's where it all started

even myself didn't know any better than to take it only that far back

the whole key to the matter lies on ~> what does "chuco" mean?

yeah, chuco, instead of pachuco

pachuco is simple

el paso was nicknamed el chuco
and people from juarez mexico heading into el paso would say
vamos para el chuco
shortened under mexican ways of speech as
~> "vamos pal chuco" .. (heading over to el chuco)
and eventually shortened the -pal chuco- even more so, to say it as pa'chuco

so we know el paso was known as el chuco early on in the last 1900s century
and el chuco gave rise to the pachuco name for mexican gangsters of the 1930s - 40s LA era

what does "chuco mean?

^ ^ that is the key to the whole thing

chuco was originally something which had very little to do with the american zoot suits & drapes
something/someone with a whole lot more meaning than what the american media of the times
and even today, have cared to address or understand

and without that understanding., all is void and null
relegated to misunderstandings of the chicano mind

IMO

so the question is, what does pachuco mean to you?
and like a high school book would ask.,
how is it relevant to today's history?

9/19/13

MOB STONERS SALVATRUCHAS

Gangs of LA; The Origin of La Mara Salvatrucha

It’s not that the shot-caller from the Fulton Locos clique was anything for trucing, in fact, he  hadn't acquired the moniker of Satan for promoting any types of peace pacts with the enemies.

Satan was the shot caller of the MS13 clique in the San Fernando Valley. He was born Ernesto Deras. At first appearances Satan looked like the typical Salvadoran immigrant, a skinny twenty something young man with very little facial hair, and of small medium stature. He was sort of quiet and reserved, he spoke with like a tired voice, slow and deliberate, almost like a slurred-whisper, but never one to be loud; those who knew him could tell you that they never heard him be a loud-mouth, not even to have heard him bust out in laughter; he appeared to be someone caught in an infinite sadness. Satan wasn't much of a Rambo type figure but he had received U.S. Special Forces (Green Berets) training with the Salvadoran Army Immediate Reaction Battalion. Satan could dismantle and put back together all types of weaponry; He knew combat tactics and ambush set ups, he had trained in small unit operations, and he understood the strategies that go with the importance of holding ground (holding down turf); he had received some of the best military training while with the Salvadoran Army, and it was precisely his military abilities that converted him in little less than a year’s time, into the shot caller of one of the strongest MS13 cliques of the times. To say that is no small feat, because within the street gang world protocols, almost no one goes from a jumped-in initiate, into one who calls the shots for a clique within the time span of one year, -unheard of in most circles.

Satan had come to the U.S. like most other Salvadoran immigrants, -fleeing the civil war. He had arrived here like most, hidden and scared like a overcautious animal. But Satan had been trained for war, and most likely had already been in plenty of action, so he was not one to easily peace up with the enemies; that is why in 1993, when a few top ranking homeboys from his gang approached him, they tried hard to explain to him and convince him to attend the meeting that was to take place in which members from La Eme had set up to square things up; they had to convince him that this was a serious matter, and that the Senores de La Eme were best not to be reproached or given a bad face.


The MS gang to which Satan had incorporated himself into, at the time was considered an outsider gang, not within the system. It operated outside the Eme structure, so it had to either be brought in, or it had to be dealt with, with extreme prejudice.

When the Salvadorans started arriving en-masse to California during the late 70s and 80s seeking refuge from the horror of the civil war which engulfed their homeland, the Mexicans and their descendants in LA, the Chicanos, they already had decades of having organized themselves into gangs; they had organized in part to make an affront to the ruling white-Anglo society. They fought against the discriminating forces of society; and yet they themselves were not pre-disposed in extending a welcoming mat for the new Salvadoran population arriving to the barrios of LA. That’s why when these young Salvatrucos formed their own gang, it was in large part to deal with the black and brown menace set against them in the city. The Chicanos looked down on the Salvadorans, and they saw the MS gang as an aberration, something not from the old structure, even something to puke about.

It wasn't easy for MS to be the new gang on the block, and it was all made worse by not being of the same ethnic or national background like the Chicanos. But just like in any ecosystem, the creature learns to adapt and survive; it is necessary to learn fast who eats who in the wild. When MS appeared on the scene, they had already realized the long established fact on the streets, and that was that each gang can be either the victim or the predator, and in that same street system, in that food chain, there was only one at the very top; the Mexican Mafia with its shot callers whom after all is said and done, they were the ones who decided who could play in the larger scheme of things, and who didn't. MS up to that time could not play; they were as yet not in the Sureno camp.

Satan had begun to be the shot caller for the Fulton Locos in 1991. At that time the Fulton Locos was the only MS clique in the whole San Fernando Valley. During that era, there were some 75+ gangs in the valley, and each were at war with their own respective enemies, but they all had as a common enemy La Mara Salvatrucha.
In knowing that the  MS Fulton clique was the universal enemy of all the SFV gangs, it created a mindset within the Fulton Locos which hardened them and turned them into a very vicious and violent clique. Those years of being on everybody’s scope made them not trust anyone, and that’s why in 1993 when Satan was approached with the invite to attend the meeting of SFV gangs, his military and street sabe instincts told him that it could be a trap, and to plan a way out; to have an exit strategy, or at the very least -in a worse case scenario- to ensure that the MS Homies de La Fulton would not be the only ones ending up stretched out on the streets because of an ambush.

On Halloween night, 1993, two mediators were able to bring together for the first time ever, dozens of SFV gangs and drew them to a meeting at a park in the Pacoima neighborhood. Not one single violent problem occurred during that first meeting.

The mediators were the ex-kick boxing world champion, William “Blinky” Rodriguez and his socio Big D. They had been compas since infancy, and both had been players turned born-again Christians. After their conversion, they had embarked on a mission to bring about a peace treaty between all the gangs in the valley; an absurd idea; a doomed crusade, or so it seemed to most heads at the time. But this celestial business had a darker side since both of them had gotten a greenlight from La Eme to gather up the gangs, and La Eme had even assured them the co-operation of the gangs shot-callers. In essence, the Black Hand flag was behind the meeting.


At the meeting, Blinky and Big D preached to the gangs the Good News of The LORD, and invited them to get closer to GOD; they also wanted them (the gangs) to try and resolve their problems through communication; to talk with each other.

And so it happened that the attending media looked at all of that with raised eyebrows and skepticism; they just could not believe what was taking place right before their eyes; it seemed that the impossible was becoming a reality.. From that day on meetings began to take place on the regular every Sunday. As it was expected, La Mara Salvatrucha was the last gang to get an invite.

Satan had been aware of the meetings taking place, and he knew that the invitation for his gang was soon coming; that it was in the works.

SATAN

“They came looking for me; they caught my attention and made some sense to me, so I told them alright, we’ll go, not to make peace, but so no one would say that we were scared to go. I told them that we would be there for next Sunday’s meeting, but they said to hold up some; that they had to go and prepare things, make it alright for us to go in there without a hassle.

We threw a meeting and I said to the Homeboys that it looked like the Eme jefes appeared to be behind this all of it, but that just in case it wasn’t all right, to make sure they took their cuetes with them, nomas.

We were the last ones to arrive at the park, something like 30 of us went in, and another ten or so stayed outside; those outside had the fuscas, and they knew what they had to do in case things didn’t work out right. The gang of us went in there saying, salimos o no salimos!

The park was full of gangs, and everybody stood up and took notice when we walked in, some of their homeboys right away started talking shit, but nothing happened. There was a lot of media there, and when they got word that it was La Mara walking in, right away they focused in on us. But the Homeboys blew them off, and didn’t respond to their barrage of questions; neither did they pose for pictures like they wanted us to. One of the event organizers asked me to remove my lid out of respect.”

Just so as to be real clear to everyone there, who it was that they would be talking to at the meeting, Satan had walked in there all dressed down, and on his lid it read “fuck everybody.”

The Fulton shot caller had gone in to that park with an attitude of defiance. Blinky worried that the words on that hat would spark up some serio pedo, so he asked Satan –with the best manners and words possible- for him to remove his hat. El Satan agreed, without giving it that much importance.

And so it was that first day of peace for La Mara Salvatrucha.

There are those in the generic world who believe que La Mara Salvatrucha was born on 13th street, west side of downtown LA., Even the presidente of El Salvador, Mauricio Funes, has said it in public without a blush. The problem is that 13 street doesn't exist on the west side; in its place –in this huge metropolis filled with avenues, streets and alleys filled with gangs- is the exquisite Pico Boulevard running parallel in-between 12th street and 14th street which appears and disappears from block to block on the city map grid; symbolic of the restructured and redeveloped city landscape, but there ain't no 13th street there.

Then there are those who believe que La Mara broke off from 18 Street due to some internal problems. That’s how it happens many times in the world of great promises and in the streets of glory where fragile loyalties exist, and all the gangs live under that everlasting reality of dealing with their own internal politics which at times break them off each other.

18 Street itself was born at the end of the 1950s; born out of a rift (fracture) with the veteran C14 gang. Clanton 14 was born in the early part of the century, and by the 1920s, they were a well-renowned force on the streets of LA., C14 is one of the oldest LA gangs still keeping it going, both in the city, the state and even in the far-wide spaces of the continent.

But none of the MS history was like that, because in fact MS was not a break off of 18 Street, and neither did 18 Street spawn it. The true fact about the 13 in MS13 is plain and simple; allegiance to La Eme y nada mas! Eme being the Lords of ALL the Southern Califas Latin street gang system.

MS was late, very late in getting their 13 stamped on, but it was because they had done well without it for a long time; a decade’s time. They hadn't cared for it, and they felt that their attitude and numbers could hold them up forever.

In the late 1970s La Mara were just bands of disorganized Centros; raggedy heavy metal rockeros doing drogas. MSS fell in with the label of the times – Los Stoners- same as many others around the city like the Mid City Stoners and The Hole Stoners from East Los. Los Stoner groups were everywhere; smoking, toking, drinking, puro jugo y mota and whatever. The Stoners were at every barrio park in the city!

In those early years not one of the Mara Stoners was above 18 years of age. Most Salvatrucos had in fact just barely arrived here. They had landed here clinging to their jefitos pants and chuyitas skirts; running from the war back home; running away from the pobreza. They were among the most recent arrivals to the great big City of Angels, and as yet, they could not even claim a piece of corner concrete; much less, claim any territory. The streets they landed in were filled with Afro-American or Mexico-Americano gangs.

Even to this very day, to speak of the Mara Stoners is to invoke the pure unequivocal and most authentic history of the gang. Inside La Mara those still with the hazy memory of early history will still pass it down going back to the Pico Union and Westlake neighborhoods starting out as the MSS –Mara Salvatrucha Stoners- the original gangsters who got it together. All those first originals; all those early first players, none of them remain alive, they’re all gone, they’re all D.E.P. (Descanza En Paz).

That is the prestigious inheritance in which every initiate is jumped-in to. That is the conscientious worded tradition of the varrio, as it is passed down. Not no break off from Eighteen Street, not anything else but a pure Salvatruco Stoner background having to step it up and do battle for survival. That is straight Mara Salvatrucha pride!

Hazy histories are somewhat on the regular in the Lore of the Barrios, but it is well documented in LAPD records; the memory of the MSS groups going back to the year 1975, and even UC investigator Tom Ward vouches to the existence of MS crowds forming the nucleus of cliques, as early as the year 1978.


But there’s really no set time stamped for the start of MS; Some of the oldest still walking the earth Salvatrucos attest to the fact that at the end of the 1970s, the original crowd hanged out at the 7-11 at the corner of Westmoreland and James Wood (9th Street). That was the very first organized clique of La Mara Salvatrucha; some dozen Stoners who habitually kicked it at the spot. The names (monikers) of the original crazies are somewhat blurry, and yet even to this day, whether in El Salvador or LA, the Westmoreland Locotes still jumps in vatos into their clique. Traditionally, that was where it all began.

A lot of the young Salvatrucos had nothing more going for them other than rock concerts and to raise their fist in locura, throwing up the devil horns. That was it, no mas!

Salvatrucos back then considered themselves nothing but rockeros (stoners). They wore torn-up jeans, long hair and t-shirts with heavy metal rock bands lettering on them. They considered themselves like every other white or rocker kid on the American continent; a rebel of society. Mara Stoners would get into fights with other kids that acted and dressed up like themselves. They did 459 audible, stole from cars, and some even committed 211 silent to support their needs, and they began to build up for themselves a bad ass reputation at the local schools like Berendo Junior High. Berendo is just like 4 blocks away from the cross streets of La Pico and Normandie; the heart of Immigrant El Salvador.

Nearing the Spring of 1984, the start of the LA Olympic Games was about to happen, and City Hall implemented an undercover program to rid the streets -on the west side and south central- of any undesirables. Everything and everyone who did not fit in with the picturesque neat city image that was portrayed to the world had to be removed or scooped up and locked up.

In the midst of the Cold War era, in a planet with the shadow of nuclear holocaust looming overhead, LA represented a West versus East showcase, and nothing that detoured from that view was to be allowed to be seen. The City of LA had to present a scene of peace and security. The gangs had to be cleaned up from the streets, even if that was only for a few weeks time span.

The streets became like militarized zones with Police roadblocks and check points erected everywhere on the regular and street sweeps conducted on a nightly schedule. Dragnets happened all the time and all the habitual suspects were rounded up to be sent away for the summer. And the biggest and hardest black or chicano gangs were the first to be targeted. They were top on the list of the hidden agenda.

By the start of the Olympic Games the LAPD had decimated the gangs. The system had locked up so many of the hard cases and driven away so many others that it was scary. Shot callers were the first to go. Left without its main membership the Chicano gangs in the years of 1984 and 85 not only had to grapple with their internal clique problems, but they also had to duke it out with thee many other new up and coming neighborhood ethnic gangs like La Mara and AP. The void created by PD Special Forces all played out to La Mara’s benefit. La Mara then began to get organized and to install itself. La Mara of those years did not suffer the targeting by those same Police forces, neither did they suffer the internal conflicts of the established system in the gangs. All they (MS) had to worry about was to get Guanacos on board and organize them solid.

So without their main heads and solid gente, many of the Chicano gangs during those mid-80 years had to struggle hard on the streets. But La Mara didn’t have those same problems todavia. It had nothing but recruiting to do. And every day, more and more Salvatrucos arrived, and with those increasing numbers, the next step was to take over territory, make it safe for themselves to operate. Take over with fist and knives; take over with guns and terror, take over as much safe ground as possible; that was the mindset of the first people from La Mara Salvatrucha.

Already by that time (the mid 80s) La CHELE was a made member of La Mara. Even though she had been born back in El Salvador, she had been raised in LA. Early on in her tiny years, she was made fun by other immigrant kids because she didn’t speak Spanish that well, and she didn’t know all those games kids played back there. By the time she was eleven a friend of hers from school wanted her to clique up with 18 Street, but she wasn’t into that as yet. Then by age 13, she was ready; she had gotten tired of being jumped and hassled by the youngsters from the other Chicano gangs around, so she decided to throw in with La Mara crowd.

Sam, El Aguila (The Eagle) –the mascot of the Olympic Games- is the culprit (es el culpable) of what La Mara became, she relates with a smile on her face.

"You know, everyone has a diff version of how La Mara went and took over territory from the Chicano gangs. Gangsters today will tell you what they heard or what they were told by their older homeboys; and even the young Guanacos Salvatrucos will tell you tall tales of how their older homeboys filled with valor and a warrior spirit battled for each corner and took over streets and alleys from the Mexican Style forces; of how MS took down all those weaker and less crazy crowds on the streets; made an impact, and a name for themselves; and so the story goes!.. But then.."

But then, there are other less epic versions. Like the one from a PLAYBOYS veterano; El Flaco who tells it like this, that in the early 80s; He was with the PBS Normandie Locos clique who controlled the spot at Normandie and 8Th Street, and the youngsters from MS where just that, youngsters left alone, guests at their house. But then he got shot up; went to the hospital and after several surgeries he still ended in a wheelchair. Then after several long months in the hospital, when he got out, all the homeboys from the clique had either been locked up or had scattered. His old clique was almost all gone, and La Mara had taken over; La Mara had been a guest in their territory, but in the absence of any true PBS competition, they had gotten up and set up their own Normandie Locos clique `~> which went on to become in history one of the strongest MS cliques of all times, thee “MS13 Normandie Locos”

All in the absence of the PLAYBOYS on that street corner!

It was months and years of growing pains for Salvatruchas. Those from the mid-80’s all say the same thing, that the chicano gangs around did not care much for them, and they were always getting hassled. It was like instant hate against any guanacos. Salvadoran immigrants presented an easy prey for the old mexican  immigrants and negros. It was as if the role which the gabacho americanos once played, was taken over by the brown chicanos playing the american versus the wetback. That was the attitude that chicanos had against salvatruchas.

When los Maras would hit county or the pen, they would get mad ridiculed for their ways and slang; Salvatrucos had a vernacular that bordered on the vulgar side; they had all kinds of crazy words that just didn’t go with the norm, words like vergo and cerote and ways of phrasing them which not only were they unfamiliar to chicanos, but also was considered below the talk used by the brown raza around. But it was those same differences they had with the chicanos and mexicans, and all that rejection which also helped them out in getting it together and forming one big powerful group.

Them getting jumped all the time by other chicano and black gangs brought them closer to each other. After the beat downs, they started to gain courage and strength, they started to wisen up, and with every passing month, la Mara grew and grew. La Mara was not accepted by the other ethnic groups, but with every passing month, it was getting harder and harder not to recognize them as a force out on the streets; a force which a lot of varrios and sets had to deal with on the regular. Soon, la Mara began to acquire a vicious fame. At a time when a lot of the street fighting was done with switchblades and chains, los Maras began to use machetes, and even walked around carrying achas.

As time went by and more and more young salvatrucos would get busted for small shit and get sent to juvie, their metal rocker stoner look began to disappear, and the chicano gang style began to take hold of them; It began to take over them and started molding them into the recognized califas gangster style from old; Their long hair shaved off when they hit the joint, and isolated from their metal maras on the streets; outnumbered and outmuscled on the yards, the salvatruchas had to really become truchas and change it up; they started to fall in line and learn the codes of the south siders, and they had to learn up on the sureno ethics; they d to roll with the old chicano gang ways and began to blend in with the style, both on the inside, as well as on the outside. They transformed themselves, and they draped themselves with the chicano look, and they adopted the chicano ways of doing things.

In those early years on the streets of LA, los Maras were slowly adapting and integrating themselves into the order of things, but it was while doing time that their real educational process took them to the next level; doing time finally threw them into the mix and helped them out with their gang education; the gang logic of LA became complete and set in.

If the “system" was one that categorized and bunched them in together with the chicanos and labelled them all as latino or hispanic gangmembers, then why not take on the role for reals and dress the part, talk the part, and walk the part. It was as if they convinced themselves that it was so, meant to be, and so let it be; Mara Salvatrucha gangsters instead of rag-tag stoners.

By the year of 1985 the various Locos salvatruchas cliques had left behind the rockero model, the identity, and the brand name of stoners, and in the following years they jumped in fully with the routine of the calles of dope dealing in the parks and street corners. Los Maras either slanged chingadera themselves, or they taxed the dope dealers in their turfs.

For the Maras to control the streets did not mean nada if they weren’t making any feria of it. Having pleito with other gangs around them was to take over control in all the street life categories. Violence meant a presence, a presence meant control, control meant cash, and cash meant power. With cash you could have it all, the power and everything that goes with it, cuetes, drogas, ranflas, rucas, negocio and more power, mas de todo!

La Chele remembers and tells it like this, of how the homies coming out from la torcida would teach all the youngsters and new members the art and tactics of intimidation, and how to use that intimidation to gain control of the streets. The older veterano homies had learned their skills behind bars, thru long school conversations behind the four walls; they had learned the ways from other hard time gangsters.
La Chele herself, after somewhat of a short time served, when she got out, she was put in charge of putting things in order with her clique. The clique had been losing feria and were coming out short all the time because the mensos were only going out to collect from the locos aventando in their area only once a week.
The homie mas chingon from the clique put up the argument that how she was gonna know how things were out there when she had been locked up and had barely came out? But she put it down and set things straight, La Renta Se Cobra Cada Dia – The Rent Is To Be Paid Every Day! -and besides that, quit riding around in that flamed up pick up truck of yours ‘cause everybody out there selling spots you a mile away and they bolt when they see you, so nobody pays nada!

The rules were laid out clearly after that, and the word was sent out. Of course everyone dealing already knew que ondas, but everyone had been winging it. But once they were put on notice of “paga o balas” that was it, everyone fell in line or moved out. There were no options, no free-wheeling and dealing anymore. Once it became serio pedo with the rent, everyone paid on time every day!

Of course there were always those that tested the waters and tried to say fuck that, but La Mara treated their zones as a negocio, so todos had to register and pay their taxes. A business has to obtain their permits and pay their dues to the city and government, right? Otherwise the law will come down on you sooner or later, and so tambien, the same shit would happen to you with La Mara, they’d come down on you if you refused to pay. There were always someone who had to be given some cachetadas to make them understand, the same way a pimp would slap one of his hoes to set an example. So in essence, it’s the same thing con la ganga; it is a reflection of society; you play, you pay, and the Mara was there to make sure of that.

The police would be the ones to tell you if there were murders committed by La Mara while in the process of controlling. Violence of that type has always been bad business –it brings too much heat to a spot, but then again none from La Mara have ever been accused of having a Master's degrees in Business Administration, so it’s true that it happened from time to time, examples had to be made; that is part of the nature of the beast, que no?

To be continued...



9/9/13

SD VARRIOS DON'T THROW UP THE 13

I'M NOT SAYING THAT THEY AIN'T TRECE, ALL I'M SAYING IS THAT THEY DON'T GO THROWING UP THE 13 NEXT TO THEIR PLACAS ON THE WALL ALL THE TIME LIKE THE SURENOS IN OTHER PARTS., OVER HERE IT IS WELL UNDERSTOOD AND KNOWN THAT EVERY VARRIO, EVERY VATO OUT THERE IS DOWN FOR THE 13. SO THERE' S NO NEED TO PLASTER THEIR WALLS AND ARMS WITH A BIG TRECE EACH AND EVERY TIME., CHALES., SAN DIEGO IS DOWN WITH THE SUR., NO QUESTION ABOUT IT, PERO COME ON, BE SERIO...

SD VARRIOS KEEP IT ORIGINAL WHEN IT COMES TO THEIR VARRIO INITIALS POSTED UP ON THE WALLS., SO IF YOU SEE SIDRO, OTAY, NESTOR, CHULA VISTA, OLD TOWN, SHELL TOWN, LOGAN, MARKET, PARADISE HILLS, ENCANTO, OR ANY OF ALL THE OTHER BIG TIME VARRIOS DOWN HERE, THEY ALL THROW UP THEIR ZONE AND THAT'S IT.. SY, DS, NST, VCV, OTNC, VST, LHTS, VML, PHR, VELs, AND THE 13 STAYS OUT OF IT BECAUSE IT IS ALREADY UNDERSTOOD TO BE A PART OF EACH AND EVERYONE OF THE VARRIOS.,

THERE'S NO NEED TO PLASTER IT ON EVERY TAG. SO QUE PASO IN L.A. AND IN OTHER PLACES WHERE EVERYONE FEELS THE NEED TO THROW UP AND ADD 13 TO THEIR INITIALS?

IT AIN'T LIKE ITS FROM THE OLD SCHOOL OF THINGS., AND IT AIN'T LIKE SOMEONE IS QUESTIONING THEIR AFFILIATION, RIGHT?

I MEAN, IF YOU SEE WF, YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT IT IS WHITE FENCE; AN L.A. VARRIO DOWN WITH THE SOUTH SIDE FROM THE GET GO.

SO WHY DO THOSE PLAYERS OUT ON THE STREETS OF SO MANY TOWNS AND NEIGHBORHOODS FEEL THE NEED TO ADD A 13 NEXT TO THEIR VARRIO INITIALS?

CASE EXAMPLE ~> CERCO BLANCO, WF (WF13) ?? ..

SAN DIEGO VARRIOS DON'T FEEL THEY HAVE TO GO THERE YET., SO I'M WONDERING WHY DID SOME L.A. VARRIOS AND MANY OTHERS AROUND WENT THERE?

QUE PASO? WHAT'S THE MENTALITY?

8/2/13

A SHOUT OUT TO LA's 1970's VARRIOS!




Back in the 1970's un guato de Chicano VARRIOS were already posted up since Olden Times representing the Old Stilo de Vida everywhere and in every SIDE and sub-division of the City and the County of LA.

Those varrios around from way back then were not nearly as numerous as they are today; especially since the Gang explosion that took place in the 1980's with all those varrios that got it together from the Football Teams, the Tag Bangers and the Stoner Locos generation eras..

Most LA varrios prior to the 1980's claimed a much larger territory; Mas Grande than those which followed up later in the decades of the 80's and 90's.,

Aside from the West Central LA, the East Side and the South Side LA areas, few other sections of the urbanized county streets were as congested with that many a mess of varrios.

The Harbor Area (HxA), the North Valley (SFV), East Valley (SGV), West Los (WLA), North East (NELA) and South East (SELA) had some very old old varrios representing from way way back, but there were whole wide tracks of streets in all those areas and parts of town hat were scant of any varrios claiming.

Back then, the same as nowadays ~> if a varrio was known about and heard about in all the crazy corners of the county, that carried some real heavy weight behind it; it meant that the varrio was recognized as being among the most chingone; So being in the list of the "heard about" varrios was of utmost importance; because in the varrio world ~> it is a sign that the varrio has made its mark ~> Se dejo caer and has been around!

 So, "Importa Madres" to get your varrio up on the roll-call; and it matters most of all that you hold up your Varrio with pride!

Most of those 1970's Varrios are still around still kicking up dust; so in a ways ~> a roll-call from the 1980's or 1990's varrios lista would seem like you're repeating the same old ones around since back then; Never-the-less, those 1970's varrios in my mind, and then maybe because of my generation, I feel like they deserve their own page in history; They deserve their names to be remembered., and a shout out for each and every one of those old varrio names with respects would be a start; Que no?

From the 1970's era ~> starting out with the North East LA area: A shout out to friend and foe Varrios alike

No Dis-Respect Meant

DOG TOWN RIFA
FROG TOWN RIFA
43RD AVENUES
CYPRESS AVENUES
CYPRESS PARK BOYS
NELA 13
TOONERVILLE RIFA
CLANTON 14 STREET
HIGHLAND PARK

From the Lincoln Heights and El Sereno area . .

DOG TOWN RIFA
EL SERENO RIFA
EAST SIDE CLOVER
HAPPY VALLEY RIFA
ROSE HILLS
EAST SIDE EIGHTEEN STREET
BIG HAZARD RIFA

From the Boyle Heights East Side area . .

BIG HAZARD RIFA
PRIMERA FLATS
CUATRO FLATS
ALCAPONE
EAST LA TRECE
EAST LOS TRECE
PRIMERA CHICOS
THIRD STREET
SOTO STREET
EVERGREEN
WHITE FENCE
VARRIO NUEVO ESTRADA
VICKYS TOWN
LIL’ EAST SIDE
VARRIO KING KOBRAS RIFA
EAST SIDE CHOPPERS 12

From the Unincorp East L.A. area . .

LA ROCK MARAVILLA
JUAREZ MARAVILLA
LOPEZ MARAVILLA
MARIANNA MARAVILLA
HOYO MARAVILLA
LOTE MARAVILLA
ARIZONA MARAVILLA
LOMITA MARAVILLA PRIMERA
WINTER GARDENS
GERAGHTY LOMA
CITY TERRACE
LAGUNA PARK VIKINGS
LITTLE VALLEY RIFA

From the South East area . .

SS MONTEBELLO
POOR SIDE (SGV)
JARDIN 13
HORSE SHOE
SUNRISE
WHITTIER 13
WHITTIER VARRIO LOCO
QUIET VILLAGE
JIM TOWN
PICO VIEJO RIFA
LA MIRADA
VARRIO LOS NIETOS
CANTA RANAS
VARRIO NORWALK 13
CARMELAS 13
PEACEFUL VARRIO NORWALK
DOG PATCH
PARAMOUNT VARRIO 13
HAWAIIAN GARDENS
ARTESIA 13

From the South Side of L.A. .

CLANTON 14
38 STREET
FLORENCIA 13
SOUTH LOS
WEIGAND COLONIA WATTS
WATTS VARRIO GRAPE
ELM STREET WATTS
HICKORY WATTS
TORTILLA FLATS
LARGO 36
CE VE SEGUNDO
ONE FIVE FIVE
CE VE SETENTAS
CE VE TRES
LOS PADRINOS
YOUNG CROWD
LYNWOOD VARRIO PARAGONS
BARRIO SOUTH GATE

From the South West area . .

HARPYS
LENNEX 13
LOS COMPADRES VARRIO 3

From the Harbor Area . .

RANCHO SAN PEDRO
PARK WESTERN LOMA
LELAND PARK
VIVA BARRIO SAN PEDRO
VARRIO HARBOR CITY RIFA
VARRIO KEYSTONE
VARRIO LA LOMA RIFA
LA RANA (TORRANCE)
T x FLATS (TORRANCE)
VARRIO CARSON 13
VICTORIA PARK
EAST SIDE TORRANCE
EAST SIDE WILMAS
NORTH SIDE WILMAS
WEST SIDE WILMAS
NORTH SIDE REDONDO
WEST SIDE GARDENA
EAST SIDE GARDENA
DOG TOWN STONERS

From the Long Beach area . .

EAST SIDE LONGO
WEST SIDE LONGO
NORTH SIDE LONGO
BARRIO SMALL TOWN
BARRIO POBRE
LATIN TOWN PLAYBOYZ
BARRIO VIEJO RIFA
TE TOWN FLATS

From the West Side . .

WEST SIDE EIGHTEEN STREET
WEST SIDE CLANTONE 14
TEMPLE STREET
VARRIO VISTA RIFA
VARRIO ALPINE RIFA
ECHO PARK
WEST SIDE WHITE FENCE
WEST SIDE KING KOBRAS
LITTLE WEST SIDE
CINCO LOMAS (FIFTH & HILL)
PLAYBOYS 13
REBELS 13
DIAMOND STREET
SATANAS
HARPYS

From the West Los area . .

VARRIO CULVER CITY
VENICE 13
SOTEL 13
SANTA MONA (MONICA) 13

From the North Valley . .

VARRIO SAN FER
LATIN TIMES PACOIMA
PACOIMA FLATS
PACAS TRECE
BARRIO VAN NUYS
CANOGA PARK
BLYTHE STREET
SOL TRECE RIFA
NORTH HOLLYWOOD LOCOS
NORTH SIDE CLANTONE 14
BARRIO BERBANK TRECE
NORTH SIDE EIGHTEEN STREET

From the East Valley . .

VARRIO PUENTE 13
TOWNSMEN
LITTLE HILL RIFA
VALINDA FLATS
BASSETT GRANDE
EAST SIDE DUKES
VARRIO HAPPY HOMES
VARRIO LOMAS
SAN GRA RIFA
BARTLETT WOLVES
EL MONTE FLORES
EL MONTE HAYES
EL MONTE HICKS
NORTH SIDE MONTES
EL MONTE RIFA
NORTH SIDE PASA
SOUTH SIDE PASA
BOLEN PARQUE
DUARTE RIFA
SAN DIMAS COLONIA PARQUE
LA VERNE RIFA
POMONA 12 STREET SHARKYS
HAPPY TOWN RIFA
CHERRIEVILLE RIFA
CLARA MONTE RIFA


Feel Free to Add any that you know from the 1970s!