The Way Of The G

By Scott Johnson

My true life experience of joining a gang at 14 and the downward spiral that eventually led to the brink of death. Almost stabbed to death at the age of 17 only surviving by the hands of God and skilled surgeons, I made it a point to bring awareness to the evil that comes with the territory of being a "G", Using my "Second chance" to heal and not destroy. Crimes scene photos, newspaper clips Included. Share this w/ anyone you feel is at risk.
Thank you and God Bless.
Scott Johnson
www.scottjohnsononline.com

• Language: English
• Publisher: Scott Johnson
• Release date: Jul 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476479514

Scott Johnson

"Scott Johnson turns his multiyear pursuit of truth and justice on the trail of one "mendacious" lawyer into a relentless documentation of the worst excesses that have cost consumers billions. The next time someone wonders why they can't find affordable home insurance, hand them this book." William Stander, Executive Director Florida Property & Casualty Association.

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The way of the G

Scott Johnson

Copyright 2012 by Scott Johnson

Smashwords Edition

Table Of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 1

I was in the bathroom of Hutcheson jr.high in Arlington, TX.

Surrounded by friends and a few onlookers...

I took a deep breath, and then my friends started punching me...

When they had finished, we were even better friends than we were before.

I walked into homeroom with a red face, a lil outta breath, heart still racing from adrenaline...

A classmate looked at me puzzled as I passed her on the way to my desk.

What happened to you?

With a new sense of pride, I replied...

I just got initiated...

8th grade was the first time I joined a gang...

I had become a member of the Mexican Posse.

As a 14 year old white kid.

One of my definitions of a Gang is...

A group of people working together for criminal or antisocial purposes.

Unified destruction.

So who was in your group of Bad Boyz?

I am getting to that.

The Core of us was friends that had grown up together.

A few of my original friends and I; met a few others and their original friends and family. We became friends and they introduced us to their friends and so on and so on....

This was way before you could just click on someone’s picture to be a friend.

We met the old-fashioned way ... In person.

A lot of us went to school together...

Some of us had known each other since elementary.

Some of us came from homes where there were two parents and a stable environment.

Some of us came from single Mother homes where there was no Father figure.

Some of us came from a single Father home and never knew the love of a mother.

Some came from broken homes where the parents were not a factor at all.

Despite our various backgrounds, we bonded.

Despite our differences, we all shared a rebellious nature.

We all had strong personalities and did not like being told what to do...

Whether it was from others or within our own circle.

So how did we come from the era of playing Donkey Kong, seeing the birth of MTV, playing with Action figures, hide and go seek and all of the innocent fun... to crime, probation, prison and murder?

I can personally trace it back to the movie Colors...

I am NOT blaming the movie for our actions.

Using the excuse of a movie or music to justify ones negative actions is a cop out.

When the film or song is over, we still have minds and we all are free to make choices.

I AM saying that that particular movie was a huge influence on young teens in our area as well as hoods nationwide.

Young teens tend not to make wise choices...

They usually miss the deeper message of the movies or music because they are fixated on the surface...

Scarface is a perfect example of this...

Ju understain me mane?

Good Fellas-Godfather -Boyz in tha hood-American Me-Blood in-Blood out and several others played their part as well...

Some movies inspire people to dance or to sing or to box or to skate or to take up Karate or swing a lightsaber...

Colors inspired kids to Gang Bang.

Colors showed a side of life that was not seen on a wide scale in our area and other areas throughout the DFW metroplex.

Gangs can go back generations...

For some families it is all they know... Que no?

So it's not so much that Colors came out and the DFW area ALL decided to be Gangsta.

This was already going on ... but on a limited scale. The movie just broadened the audience and participation.

That movie offered a new image and way of life to kids who had never seen that image and way of life.

Now you got way more youth exposed to and interested in this exciting and dangerous lifestyle...

We should all know by now, once something becomes popular, we have the beginning of a movement...

Be it negative or positive...

There was a definite movement.

In April of 1990, I was in a convenience store in Grand Prairie, TX.

I saw a magazine with a Gangsta on the front cover.

Lynn Kuntz had covered the story of rising gang violence in the area.

This Gangsta on the cover wore a blue flannel, buttoned up, a perfectly rolled dark bandana on his head and tattoos on his arm and hands.

This dude looked tough to me and not only tough; he looked very cool to my young impressionable eyes.

I bought the magazine, stored it with others and have kept it all these years...

When I read it in 1990, I was impressed and totally missed or ignored the point that the dude wanted OUT.

He had been to too many funerals...

Even at his young age, he had seen too much death.

This Gangsta's Father had also been in this lifestyle.

His Father (The grandfather of the G on the cover) was murdered in Mexico.

He said he had grown up with bitterness and hate and dedicated his life to revenge.

He killed the first of his dad's murderers and went to prison.

He was 17 years old.

Now his sons were assuming their Dad’s role.

At the funeral of a friend, that he had helped bring into the mix ...

The Gangsta was approached about a truce.

A woman named Cookie Rodriguez approached him.

Some called her the Mother Teresa of gangs.

She ran Street Church Academy in East Dallas along with her husband Demi.

Their