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Code of the Street: Decency, Violence, and the Moral Life of the Inner City Paperback – Abridged, September 17, 2000
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A brilliant diagnosis of the internal factors that hold blacks back. -- Wall Street Journal
One of the most interesting examinations of poverty, violence and sociology to emerge in recent years. -- Boston Herald
About the Author
Elijah Anderson is the William K. Lanman, Jr. Professor of Sociology at Yale University.
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I grew up in nice places to volunteer and nice hospitals that took our private insurance. I went to hospitals filled with people like me who were autistic nerds and geeks who were clueless about society in general. About inner city urban street thug life and the mentally that goes with it we knew nothing. Towards the time I became an adult drugs were only just beginning to destroy my childhood home turning it from a secluded enclave to a drug infested hell hole. In my day the code of the street was being a good person, respectful honest and hard working.
I am no better than the thugs of the street but, I am indeed a different type of black man than those I see infesting urban ghettos. I regularly ride the horrilble public transit bus system in Baltimore, Maryland. I earn a spectacular living but I am also unable to drive due to my autism and many other disabilities. I listen to the wild, insane things said and done around me on Baltimore's transit buses and realize there is a Code of the Street in operation all around me. There is an invisible Code of the Street with its own unique morals, sense of decency and violent undertones. I look at these people living the Code of the Street and they appear like animals from my sheltered perspective. My perspective reveals the Code of the Street as a wretched existance. For me The Code of the Street is an existance so devoid of humanity that I can hardly call the culture I see unfold before me "LIFE" as I understand its meaning.
Yet everyday I ride the Baltimore transit bus and I bare witness to unspeakable levels of cruety, stupidity and most strikingly I see a gross lack of manners and any hint of refinement. On the Baltimore bus I see a whole collection of routine inhumanities done one to another that border on the criminal. I see parents cursing at their children in the guise of offering correction and insight as if they were adults. On my Baltimore transit bus ride I experience every manner of vulgarity visual, verbal shared fully brazzenly without shame with those responsible so clueless they think nothing of it. I hate to say it but, I understand why urban areas have such high unemployment. The Code of the Street produces people with few to none of even the most basic the social graces needed to work in a good job. Survival skills taught by the Code of the Street readies one for survival in a prison filled with thugs, cheats, murderers and lowlifes. The Code of the Street offers almost no preparation developing skills needed to enter the better jobs in a professional workplace.
I became interested in the Code of the Street because; it inflicted itself on me each day when I suffered the chronic indignity of its ill manner ignorant vile patrons each day on the bus. I wanted to find out more about the Code of the Steet because; I saw on the bus at times people with nothing sharing what little they had with others. I often overheard conversations where people scraping the bottom were given insights on where to go to survive to the next crisis. On the bus I saw dispair such that I have never known and people strong enough to withstand it. I saw strong friendships even love among people with nothing more than the clothes on their backs. I've heard strong men so desperate to work they begged to the point of crying for a job sweeping up hair at a barber shop. This Code of the Street was not just about monsters. the Code of tthe Street was about survival and people wanting desperately to work but the jobs they can do no longer exist on these shores.
The Code of the Street is both blessing and curse to those who must survive within it. The Code of the Street destory's upward mobility but enhances the most survival at such a low level of achievement that it is dehumanizing. The Code of the Street is an extention of prison culture. The Code of the Street assumes you are a broken person, one unable to get a good job in the mainstream workplace due to a criminal record, no education, serious disability, addiction, mental illness or social ill. The Code of the Street governs the lives of those mainstream society has thrown away and hardly ever encounter. the Code of the Street governs the the lives of the chronically unemployed and under-employed. The Code of the Street functions not unlike addiction it makes poverty easier to live with and manage but only if one mortgages their future for the meager immediate comforts of today. The success idict is the opposite. To be successful one must invest in the better future by foregoing the joys of today by investing in education, investing in stocks, bonds and mental discipline now for a future payoff that lift's one out of poverty. The Code of the Street teaches that working one's way to success is a lie, poverty, hate, ugliness and ignorance is all there is and all there ever will be.
Code of the Street: Decency, Violence, and the Moral Life of the Inner City helped me understand a world all around me that I had never sought admittance to because; I judged the cost too steep. After reading Code of the Street: Decency, Violence, and the Moral Life of the Inner City I still hate my ghetto bus ride home, but I no longer hate all the people I see. Code of the Street: Decency, Violence, and the Moral Life of the Inner City is a hard life and the people at first glance are hard people, thats just the way it is.
The book certainly follows its title well as it explains residents in the area activating the codes on a daily basis; the codes are not only a part of life but a method used to survive. Example, one subject, a gang member, knows all too well about rival gangs. He knows of the circumstances of venturing into opposing gang turf: the code for him is to not venture far off alone, attract attention with attire and gang colors, or arouse suspicion about gang involvement.
Readers learn all the common activities that plague poverty-stricken neighborhoods across the nation: unemployment, job-outsourcing, crime, drugs, and gangs. All of these common issues are what everyone learns on the surface In the typical American ghetto. However, although all of these things are explored, Anderson seeks to know, follow, and understand the subjects. For example, not everyone living within the confines of the inner city takes part in the stereotypical activities. There are plenty of hard-working, decent people, committed to their jobs, families, and changing the community. Anderson explores those people trying to leave their old lives behind and begin new ones. In the end, we as the reader will be receiving a lesson about what is the "Code of the Streets."
An interesting element about reading this book was that it not only tackled the stereotypical cliches of the inner-city dwelling but seeks to know its history. When we get a timeline of events, there comes a level of reasoning in understanding the current state, and why the residents have to go by certain (sometimes illicit) means to get by. This book does exactly that.
I have only one criticism of the book. Specifically, it's attempt to layout a solution towards the end comes off as overall too brief and simplistic. In fact, the work becomes increasingly redundant in terms of highlighting the need for jobs and training or education. Frankly, I believe it would have been better had the author stopped short of offering proposed solutions and, instead, let the book's content speak for itself. The goal of this book is clearly more about insight and understanding of the inner-city subculture, it is not aimed at solving the inner-city problems per se. With that said, you shouldn't read this book looking for all the answers to solving inner-city poverty or crime, but you should read it if you want to understand the experiences and plight individuals living in these areas must face and endure.