A Chapter by Chapter Reaction to the Book: "Gang Leader for a Day"
A book where naivety is a research tool
Chapter One:
After reading this chapter, I am just astounded by this guy. He shows up to one of the most notorious ghettos in America, wearing a tie-dyed t-shirt, and asks how it feels "to be black and poor". That should be the end of the book right there. I don't know how he survived in that neighborhood, but judging by the number of pages left in the book, I guess he sticks around for quite a while.Chapter Two:
We begin to learn a good deal about the environment in which Sudhir studies the gang, the Black Kings. Luckily, he managed to gain traction with the local gang leader, J.T. By luckily, I mean that if J.T. had decided not to talk to him, this whole story wouldn't have happened, at least not in the Robert Taylor projects. We also begin to see that this is still a gang, with strong ties to violence, indicated by the battery of some squatter who wouldn't move his cars for the gang.
Chapter Three:
A few sentences isn't enough space to write our reactions to each chapter, simply because of the fact that each chapter is a large series of events, seemingly separated by events in which he hits a rough patch with J.T. I think that J.T. is a little possessive over Sudhir, trying to prevent him from going to the boys and girls club. He claims it's for protection reasons, but I feel that J.T. just doesn't like his "biographer" talking to outside sources.
Chapter Four:
I always get excited when I reach the title chapter of the book, because it seems like the action must be in full swing at this point. Sudhir got a little too into his honorary gang leader role to a comical degree, and we realize the full breadth of J.T.'s responsibility. It's funny, I almost respect J.T. more for limiting the amount of violence in his area, compared to other gangs. But then I remember that the level of violence that was allowed would be unconscionable in our society.
Chapter Five:
In this chapter, we meet Ms. Bailey, basically the landlord of the tenement. From Sudhir's first conversation with her, I decide that I didn't like her; she reminded me of my unfriendly landlord when I had an internship in Florida. But as the chapter progressed, I could see that she actually did things for her tenants, she just had to work with what she had, though maybe she didn't work as hard as she could have.
Chapter Six:
I've never thought of a sociologist as a hustler, but, all things considered, it makes sense. Either that, or he's an idiot. He manages to get basically everyone in the Robert Taylor economy to open up about their business practices, and then he shares this information with the two people who could and would screw it up for everyone else. It is also at this point that I decide I hate Ms. Bailey again, for the horrible things her tenants let her do, just so that she would do her job.
Chapter Seven:
I was wondering if we would see any actual gang violence in this book. It was interesting how they wouldn't get the cops involved, but then I realize that the cops are the worst gang of all, because they had city backing and actual contempt for the other gangs. Finally, it becomes clear that Sudhir's research was coming to a close, and we start to see Sudhir having the upper hand, emotionally speaking. He was moving on with his life, and J.T. was having a hard time letting go. It made me sad.
Chapter Eight:
This chapter had a melancholy tone, in my opinion. We get to see the highest leadership of the Black Kings, only to find out that the parties only get more tame as you move up. J.T.'s life has peaked, and things seem to go downhill as his territory literally starts to crumble. I hate Ms. Bailey even more for being corrupt, and actively fighting against her tenants getting any help for free. And T-Bone dies in prison? He may have been in a gang, but I never actually read about him doing anything illegal. It then occurs to me that all these things are happening because the national crime rate is decreasing, and I feel better about things.
I basically proceeded through four cumulative phases of interest when reading this book. The first was basically no interest; I was reading this book because I had to. After chapter two, I read the book for entertainment value as well, it was a better way to pass the time than Reddit, for instance. Eventually, I realized the sociological value of this book; I was learning about the economy of inner-city ghettos and gangs, something that I was quite unfamiliar with, and found it fascinating. Midway through chapter seven, I gained some degree of emotional attachment to the story, and started to feel sadness that the study was ending soon, but also that these people were going to be displaced soon. Only at the fourth state will I read a prologue and epilogue of a book. I'm never going to read a foreword written by someone else because frankly, I don't care about that person's opinion, and it doesn't expand the story.
As far as specific chapters go, I've pretty much said everything I wanted to say. I don't mind reiterating that I hate Ms. Bailey, and the cops seem like bastards as well, but I can sort of understand why they feel like they do, though I don't see why they became cops if they were going to act like thugs. My only complaint with the book would be that the chapters are entirely too long. Chapters are supposed to separate unrelated events, but this book is divided into times where he pisses people off. This leaves us with too many unrelated events happening in one chapter, and it gets hard to process everything that had just happened, especially when writing chapter summaries (I had to condense my thoughts like no other to keep them less than a paragraph).
As entertaining as this book was, should this be something that we read? Sudhir broke a lot of rules in ethnography, and risked losing his rapport in each group and being ostracized as a result (a death sentence for ethnographers). But it still makes for a fantastic read, well worth my time.
The Whole Book:
This is probably the best non-fiction book I have ever read, which automatically makes it better than any book we've read in this class so far. Well, the dialog isn't 100% accurate i'm sure, but its basically non-fiction. It still seems insane to me that this Indian kid from suburban California would actually seek out the worst ghetto in Chicago, having no clue what lay ahead. Actually, this ignorance is probably what allowed him to proceed, because anyone who knew what could happen would say "nope" and go bark up some other research tree. But somehow, the best case scenario plays out for Sudhir, and he meets the leader of the local gang AND maintains his interest so that he could build a rapport with him. I always think about "what coulda been", and Sudhir is truly lucky, because he "coulda been" with a shank in his gut for the stupid questions he asked that first day.I basically proceeded through four cumulative phases of interest when reading this book. The first was basically no interest; I was reading this book because I had to. After chapter two, I read the book for entertainment value as well, it was a better way to pass the time than Reddit, for instance. Eventually, I realized the sociological value of this book; I was learning about the economy of inner-city ghettos and gangs, something that I was quite unfamiliar with, and found it fascinating. Midway through chapter seven, I gained some degree of emotional attachment to the story, and started to feel sadness that the study was ending soon, but also that these people were going to be displaced soon. Only at the fourth state will I read a prologue and epilogue of a book. I'm never going to read a foreword written by someone else because frankly, I don't care about that person's opinion, and it doesn't expand the story.
As far as specific chapters go, I've pretty much said everything I wanted to say. I don't mind reiterating that I hate Ms. Bailey, and the cops seem like bastards as well, but I can sort of understand why they feel like they do, though I don't see why they became cops if they were going to act like thugs. My only complaint with the book would be that the chapters are entirely too long. Chapters are supposed to separate unrelated events, but this book is divided into times where he pisses people off. This leaves us with too many unrelated events happening in one chapter, and it gets hard to process everything that had just happened, especially when writing chapter summaries (I had to condense my thoughts like no other to keep them less than a paragraph).
As entertaining as this book was, should this be something that we read? Sudhir broke a lot of rules in ethnography, and risked losing his rapport in each group and being ostracized as a result (a death sentence for ethnographers). But it still makes for a fantastic read, well worth my time.