Code of the Street by Elijah Anderson, highlights the structural importance and function of the “code of the street” in Philadelphia’s predominately black, inner-city communities. Anderson’s book extracts the matters plaguing inner-city residents, including poverty, the lack of education, diminishing job opportunities, teenage pregnancy, gang activity, and drugs. The code of the street is used by these inner-city residents as a defense mechanism to adapt to the different criminal activities surrounding their neighborhoods. Some of these criminal activities contaminating the communities include gang activity, drug usage and dealing, prostitution, firearm possession, robberies, assaults, vandalism, among many others.…
Question 1- Elijah Anderson’s “code of the street” suggests that individuals that are living in areas with high crime, low incomes, drug problems, high violence, and widespread availability to guns, live according to a code of conduct that requires a threating and sometimes harmful disposition with respect at the heart to protect their territory (Halnon, 2001). Additionally, Anderson explains how the individuals in these areas demonstrate a thug or dominate attitude as a means to protect business (illicit activity, drugs), and it gives them a sense of physical security in an area they feel is restricted. (Halnon, 2001). More Specifically, the areas that Anderson is referring to are the inner cities and public housing projects. Furthermore,…
July-Day 18 I can barely pull myself out of bed today, it's cold outside the blankets that have kept me safe since my descent to dreamland where I have been since 6:30 PM. I've slept for 12 hours and I want to keep sleeping. I want to stay in bed where nothing happens to any extremes. I dreamt of lighthouses and the light it casts out over the clear blue gulf sending a signal of safety to those passing by. I wonder about all the things that are like lighthouses to me.…
Once I had stepped out of the barn, it was a completely different scene from when I had arrived. I was in complete shock. I had never felt this way or seen this many dead bodies. There were more bodies than I had ever seen. I am in utter shock.…
The snow is falling softly from the darkening sky onto the mushy streets. Clover’s body has stopped shivering long ago. He was sure that this was how he was going to die; alone on the street with no one to remember him. Clover’s vision blurs darker and darker. Reality and memories are starting to feel like one and the same.…
It was a night like most others in the abandoned ghost town. All I saw was darkness and shadows creeping around every corner. I heard the howls of coyotes and the hooting of owls through the midnight air. The whistling wind rang the rusty, wind chimes dangling from the old run-downed mansion. The sign above read “Muddy Creek Manor”.…
Buildings were abandoned almost daily, and as a result, empty lots sprawled over the city like weeds in gardens. Dark clouds had permanent residents in the sky, no matter the season. News of violent deaths were commonplace, and every time one was announced, you only hoped and prayed it wasn’t someone you knew. For almost half of my life, that environment was an aspect of my very being.…
The last vestiges of fall had passed and only brown, shriveled leaves remained on the sidewalk. Trees appeared naked, shivering without their blanket of color. Cold air blew through their skinny, lifeless branches, tossing the trees around as though they were mere sticks rather than giants. She shuddered as the chilly wind kissed her brow, leaving a wretched disease of ice and sorrow in its wake. Within this wintry prison there was no joy, there was no warmth, and, above all, there was no diversity.…
Stanford students possess an intellectual vitality. Reflect on an idea or experience that has been important to your intellectual development. When I read Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, I discovered a valuable connection between man and nature, a connection that continues to impact my life today. While following Chris McCandless on his journey across Western America and Alaska, I found his transcendental views to be very inspiring.…
Once, I would have mourned with the griever. Now I do not shed a tear. The voice died away into low sobs, and I still stand, unmoved, my eyes strained for the end, the outskirts of this dark land, but I cannot find it. It was only ruins, pathless peaks and tracks…
Chapter Fourteen A Girl Named Mischief Not wanting to make any noise that might draw the men’s attention I silently backed out from between the rocks. I could either wait for Bane and his legion of henchmen to find someone small enough to slip between the stones, or hurry out the cave and hope they won’t waiting for me outside. I knew which option I preferred. I’d had enough of the dark, so I gathered my nerve and padded through the muddled shafts.…
Wake up!! my mom shouted. I had raced out of bed to find men standing at the door asking for me. “Margaret Shailer, is Margaret Shailer here?” the men asked.…
Superior writers use a vast number of well-used elements. It is key to use exceptional elements if you thrive to be a great writer. An example of a writer with higher-level elements is Ray Bradbury. Bradbury has a famous short story called "The Pedestrian. "…
Superior writers use a vast number of well-used elements. It is key to use exceptional elements if you thrive to be a great writer. An example of a writer with higher-level elements is Ray Bradbury. Bradbury has a famous short story called "The Pedestrian. "…
I sluggishly pulled myself from the ground as I stood up. My knees felt weak and my head was spinning. I stood straight, finally gathered my thoughts and looked around. It was dark and kind of dank. A musty smell filled my nostrils.…