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<text id=93TT2304>
<title>
Jan. 18, 1993: Reviews:Books
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
Jan. 18, 1993 Fighting Back: Spouse Abuse
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
REVIEWS
BOOKS, Page 58
Death in the 'Hood
</hdr>
<body>
<p>By JOHN SKOW
</p>
<qt>
<l>TITLE: BABY INSANE AND THE BUDDHA</l>
<l>AUTHOR: Bob Sipchen</l>
<l>PUBLISHER: Doubleday; 370 pages; $20</l>
</qt>
<p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Children gun one another down for fancied
slights to a gang's code of honor.
</p>
<p> Subtract drugs from the bloody San Diego gang scene that
reporter Bob Sipchen describes--go ahead, wave a wand--and
the festering urban mess still would stink of hopelessness.
Sipchen, who writes for the Los Angeles Times, uses an African
proverb for an epigraph: "It takes a whole village to raise a
child." If there is no village of strong adults, only warring
teenage street gangs controlling a few blocks of city turf, then
the gangs may do the child rearing. Kevin Glass was 10, a
clever, skinny black kid already moving from mischief to
larceny, when he began to ape the swagger of a 15-year-old
member of the Neighborhood Crips gang, whose street name was
Insane. Among older kids, Kevin had noticed already, it was the
"gangstas" who always had money, guns, girls, the wary enmity
of cops and the fearful respect of "chumps," or civilian
noncombatants.
</p>
<p> Kevin became Baby Insane, and a Crip. As such, his totem
color was blue, and his mortal enemies, who wore red, were
Bloods, and in particular a nearby Bloods subset called the
Skyline Pirus. (Black Crips and Bloods gangs, now nationwide,
got their start in Los Angeles in the early '70s.) The bonding
ritual was a subadolescent mumbo jumbo of slogans and hand
signs, like those used by adult fraternal groups. Car theft,
drug selling and smash-and-grab robbery (smash a storefront with
a car, wait for the glass to settle, and grab the goods) were
agreeable moneymakers, but what gave the Crips their legends and
their heroes were drive-by shootings in Bloods ter ritory, to
avenge real or fancied dissing--slights to the gang's code of
honor.
</p>
<p> Baby Insane earned his name. He dodged automatic weapons
fire successfully, against considerable odds, but his repeated
collisions with the law eventually forced him to choose between
doing heavy prison time and turning informer. A shrewd detective
named Patrick Birse--called Buddha because he looked like one--persuaded him to turn. The author's tough, believable account
of their edgily trustful relationship offers no solutions at all
to the gang problem facing most of the nation's cities. But it
does suggest why a restless man might become a detective, and
why a bright, rootless boy might take shelter with a tribe of
homicidal children.
</p>
</body>
</article>
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