WHEN YOU'RE A JET !
"You cut it out, ya hear?
You're only makin' me scared and that scares me!
(Police whistle. Arab grabs B.J.)
Last thing ever is to let a cop know that you're scared or anythin'"
Back in High School I was in a gang called the Jets.
My name was A-RAB..
not exactly politically correct but it was 1975,
long before the PC noose was dangled around our necks.
The cinematic version of West Side Story was on TV the other night so I had to watch it...
I never realised how gay all of the gangsters looked (nttiawwt)...
I wish that real gangs pranced around like this.
Come to think of it why didn't Mel Brooks ever do a spoof on WSS?
How about 'Men In Fights'.
After watching the movie I ran downstairs and grabbed my script to find some of those goofy lines that I had..
most of which were nonsensical substitutes for swearing like "Cracko Jacko"
others were ethnic ..
"Thees ees for steenk bombin' my old man's store"
It was totally fun to be in 'the show' especially when I sang Officer Krupke in my tonsil splitting falsetto,
Officer Krupke, you've done it again.
This boy don't need a job,
he needs a year in the pen.
It ain't just a question of misunderstood,
Deep down inside him,
HE'S NO GOOD!"
This made me realise that 'society' has not really made any progress in dealing with gangs. Here in Whateverpeg, like everywhere else, there are all kinds of Gangs: Native/African/Asian/Biker.
If only these guys danced around and sang their hearts out.
The same root causes that perpetuate the formation of substitute families for these young people still exist and we all know what they are.
Perhaps some day the collective 'we' will make more of an effort to help young people stay out or get out of gangs before we are forced to warehouse them..
atleast the ones that we can salvage.
'cause otherwise..when you're a JET