The girl recognized the subject, however could not recall his name. She referred to him as “one of the big men.” Monica Fountain, the witness, advised agents that “Big Man” stayed out in the car and he would send women to drop off drugs and pick up the money. Once while Monica was at one of the crack houses off Western near Goodwill with her boyfriend Julio, who was in the house selling crack. She saw the Big Man drive up and Julio said, “Here comes the boss.”

 

Julio was Detroit native Kossayambe Anthony and the boss he referred to was his homie Geno, who along with his brother Hen allegedly ran South Bend Indiana’s lucrative drug trade. Robert “Geno” and Henry “Hen” Booker were the leaders of a drug operation that distributed crack cocaine from early 1991 through most of ‘92. Authorities said the Bookers headed an organization that distributed large amounts of crack cocaine- selling about one million annually on the streets of Detroit, Ypsilanti, South Bend and Muskegon. The brothers divided the city of South Bend into two areas, newspaper accounts said. Robert Booker’s operation primarily was on the southeast side while Henry Bookers was on the west side. They worked with their cousin Antonio “Rico” Booker and another Detroit homie Tony “Chuck” Olive.

 

The men sold cocaine from more than two dozen crack houses throughout the city, the South Bend tribune reported. The cocaine was brought to South Bend through the use of rental cars. The witness Monica told agents that Julio once showed her piles of money and drugs behind the door panel of a rental car. The papers alleged that frequent use of guns, fights and shootings were a part of the brothers business. The Bookers and some of the others previously were involved in illegal drug dealing in Detroit, federal officials said. However in Detroit the Bookers probably were small operators it was reported. But in South Bend they kept the city in a chokehold. Their run only lasted a couple of years but in the sleepy college town that is home to Notre Dame University their legend remains. The boys from Detroit who locked down and terrorized the city even had the police on their payroll it’s said. These two brothers weren’t faking it, but let’s let them tell it straight from federal prison.

 

“I grew up, born and raised in Detroit.” Geno says. “I grew up with my three sisters and one brother, my mother and father so we had it made. My father worked hard to bring us up right.” But the lure of the streets was strong. “Later in life my brother took a left turn and started hustling, not because he had to but because he wanted to. He paid me to stay in school. And refused to let me hang out with him. So in 1985 when he went to the joint to do a 5 to 20 I took $250, bought an eightball and never looked back and when my brother got out in ‘89 I was balling. I would hang out in clubs with all the ballers, drinking, talking shit, taking names and laying lames.” And both brothers ended up in South Bend after legal problems in Detroit.

 

“I was run out of Detroit by the DPD and the drug laws. 650 lifer law,” Hen says. And Geno had just beat two murder charges, one in ‘86 and one in ‘88. “The homicide detective Ronald Sanders told me the next time he heard my name involved in a homicide I was going down.” Geno says. “So I left Detroit and went to Ypsilanti, Michigan made too much money and headed west to South Bend, Indiana.” But why South Bend?

 

“Well, that was my mother’s birthplace, she grew up there and we had family there.” Hen says. Geno explains, “We left my aunt’s funeral in Chicago, stopped in South Bend to say hello. Our cousin told us he was paying $1800-2000 for an ounce, which we were selling for $650 in Detroit. My brother went home and came back instantly. I came later.” The Booker Boyz were in business. And the business was good.

 

“When I’m in Detroit I’m a small fish in a big pond,” Hen says. “But in South Bend I was a shark in a small pond. In Detroit I couldn’t come up off nothing as fast as South Bend. It was like candy. And with my brother we ran that shit.”

 

In March 1991, according to court documents, Robert Booker along with co-defendant Tim Pollard aka Nut traveled from Detroit to South Bend for the purpose of distributing crack cocaine. Hen was already established with drug houses on Napier, Brookfield and Florence streets, so Geno set up shop on the opposite side of town. In the spring of 1991 he opened a house for the distribution of crack cocaine at 238 E. Elder Street in South Bend. Booker operated that crackhouse through the summer of 1991 until the house burned down court documents say.

 

“South Bend was a city for the take,” Geno says. “My brother was there first with his crew. I came months later. He controlled the westside, I controlled South Bend.” But there was no sibling rivalry between the separate operations. The two brothers kept all their soldiers in check. Court documents relate that Booker and Pollard agreed and did sell crack cocaine to other persons who combined and conspired with them to distribute crack cocaine in South Bend. These persons included Robert “Squeak” Davenport, Damond “D” Hayes, Jarvis Mack, Antonio “Rico” Booker, Tony “Chuck” Olive, Larry “Yum-Yum” Beverly, Kossayambe “Julio” Anthony and others. These persons sold crack supplied by Booker and Pollard at the 238 E. Elder crack house.

 

Later in 1991, court documents continue, and then continuing in 1992 Booker and other members of his crack organization opened and maintained over 30 crack houses in South Bend. To supply their dealers and crack houses Booker purchased cocaine powder from suppliers in Detroit. The monies used to pay for this were collected from the South Bend retail operations and transported by Booker to Detroit where they bought the coke, cooked it and took it to South Bend where it was cut up, divided in plastic baggies and distributed to Booker’s crack houses and to dealers on the streets of South Bend .

 

“When I got there everybody was selling packs of powder cocaine to cook in a spoon,” Geno says. “My brother had $25 rocks, so I came better and did something they never dreamed. I sold $12 rocks the size of a $30 rock. I had business coming from everywhere. South Bend was creaming for my drugs. Niggas was hating trying to say the dope wasn’t real cause the size.” And from March 1991 to the summer of 1992 the feds said that the brothers ran a large scale crack operation in South Bend with two different crews of transplanted Detroit dudes.

 

And the Booker Boyz were balling. While Hen was the more laid back type his little brother Gino was in his element- the streets. They’d both be hitting the clubs in South Bend like Kevin’s on the hill and Stormins and showing the locals how Detroit players did it. By flaunting their success they were showing the locals who running shit. Hen explains, “I’d be sitting there with 10-15 broads and Geno would come in with an entourage. We’d be buying drinks for everybody and have the whole club on smash, security and everything. Dudes would be hating because we had the camera man hostage with all the local broads on our dicks. Our heads would be gleaming and we’d be fresh to death. You know all the girls were with us.” And for real the brothers had the whole city asking, who the hell are these Booker Boyz?

 

“My attitude towards the locals was I was there to make money,” Geno says. “But you know how local niggas get, they sent messages by different broads telling my guys if they didn’t leave they would get killed. But me being from Detroit I wasn’t trying to hear that shit. The South Bend dudes built their nuts up one day and shot into one of my spots. I shut the South East side down, smashed every nigga who might have had something to do with it and the rest of the city heard the news and bowed down.” The local news billed it as the Detroit- South Bend war for control of the streets but with their crew of homeboys and spots generating a reported 35 to 50 thousand a day the Booker Boyz had the city in check.

 

The brothers were allegedly in control of Castle Point and Notre Dame apartments plus Geno had houses on Pulaski, St. Josephs, East South, East Indiana, West Jefferson, Diamond, Broadway and West Colfax Streets. “At one point,” Geno says. “I had 30 houses up and running plus the street corners.” And the Booker Boyz even had police on the take. Court documents say that Officer Booby Avance used to roll up in her squad car to the spots and trade guns for crack. It’s like Geno says,” Anytime a nigga got South Bend police on his payroll that a tell you who had South Bend.” But the run didn’t last. The Booker Boyz days were numbered. With informants squealing the cops were getting clued in.

 

Robert “Squeak” Davenport was one of the first homies to break weak. Davenport when arrested cooperated from the jump spilling his guts from the back of a police car. According to court documents he indicated that he sold $120 rocks for Gino and that he was selling $7,000 worth a day. He would turn $500 of a $750 sack to Geno. He also advised agents that the Booker Boyz were selling crack cocaine in Columbus, Ohio as well. “This one police, Aaron White was trying to be Colombo and shit.” Geno says. “He was arresting my guys trying to get them to go against me. So when he made detective he pushed harder, because his woman was one of my guy’s groupies.”

 

On October 7, 1993 both Booker Boyz and their crews were indicted by a federal grand jury in Northern Indiana. Hen was charged in an eight count indictment while the feds served Geno and his crew a 17 count indictment. Nine men from Detroit, the newspaper headlines read, were indicted on charges of distributing cocaine from about 25 crack houses throughout South Bend. Everybody was arrested but Gino decided he wasn’t getting caught up and took off.

 

“The feds didn’t know of us until South Bend’s mayor got on TV and said he’d rather his own people do wrong than to have out-of-towners take over his city.” Geno says, “That’s when I knew it was time for me to go. My Aunt Edna told me they would kill me if I didn’t leave, so my girl drove me back to Detroit through the back roads cause South Bend Police had a task force out for me.”

 

And on March 31, 1993, on the second day of Hen’s jury trial, he pled guilty to count eight of the indictment. Count eight charged the defendant with possession with the intent to distribute cocaine base. Hen explains.

 

“I started jury trial for two days listening to people I knew and people I didn’t know lie back and forth. I knew I didn’t have a chance at trial. But the conspiracy only carried ten so that was what we banked on and everything was going good until my lawyer leaned over and asked me ‘Who the hell is that?’ and I looked up and seen death. My own family about to testify. My lawyer said if he didn’t know better he would have thought it was my brother, but he was still a fugitive.”

 

Michigan’s Most Wanted- Robert Booker aka Geno, age 27, height 5-foot-8, weight 165 pounds- wanted for distributing crack cocaine, using a firearm during a felony and money laundering. Police said that Booker was the leader of a large-scale drug distribution network. He was considered armed and dangerous, the most wanted poster read. Here’s Geno’s take.

 

“Being a fugitive cost me a lot of money.” He says. “Everywhere I went I paid highly so people would keep their mouths closed. I was cool until they put me on Michigan’s most wanted. My cousin set me up for the reward money.” The newspaper reported that he was arrested after a neighbor reported seeing him on Detroit’s northeast side.

 

Timothy Pollard, Jarvis Mack, Robert Davenport and Robert Booker along with others were charged in 1993 in a 17 count indictment with among other thing, being members of a conspiracy to distribute crack cocaine in South Bend Indiana. Pollard, Mack and Davenport entered pleas of guilty. Booker went to trial and was convicted on 3 of the count presented to the jury, court documents relate.

 

The trial commenced February 2, 1995. Geno’s trial lasted for five days and on Feb 8, 1995 the jury convicted Geno on counts 1, 9, 16, acquitted him on count 4 and dismissed count 8. Count 4 charged him with using or carrying a firearm during and in relation to a drug trafficking offense.

 

The federal prosecutor said in the papers that a powerful message had been sent with the sentences given to the two leaders of the crack cocaine ring. It also reported that U.S. District Court Judge Allen Sharp imposed a 20 year prison sentence on Robert Booker 28 of Detroit in April 1995. This ended the case that had begun over two years ago with two indictments returned by a federal grand jury. Robert’s brother, Henry Booker 31 also of Detroit was sentenced earlier to 20 years in prison after pleading guilty to his part in the crack ring. Eight men were prosecuted and sent to prison that began with indictments returned in the fall of 1993. Robert Booker was the only one convicted by a jury, the other pleaded guilty.

 

“The case sends a message that the government will not tolerate and will prosecute such activities,” AUSA Donald Schmid said at the time. While the case had not eliminated crack cocaine doing in South Bend, Schmid told reporters that he believed getting the Bookers and their cohorts off the streets put a large dent in crack sales in South Bend at least for a time. Schmid said much of the credit should go to the work of the South Bend Organized Crime Drug Task Force and its lead investigators, State Trooper Randy Huff and James DeBeck, an Internal Revenue Service agent. The task force was a combined operations involving state police, such as the officers in the Metro-Special Operations Section, a countywide drug investigation unit. A number of MSOS arrests of various Detroit men for drug dealing provided the federal task force with the information to track the ring to Detroit and find its leaders, Schmid said. And Geno concurs.

 

“The snitches on my case, man they came from everywhere.” He says. “Out of a list of 280 witnesses I only knew maybe 30 of them. The number one snitch was my first cousin Timothy “Nut” Pollard, he was my closest relative and he testified against me and took 10 years. Then my best friend Robert “Squeak” Davenport started telling in the back of the police car, he took the feds to my store, my women’s mothers crib and tried to give them my mom’s address, which they already had. Jarvis Mack lied on me, he made shit up just to get a five year deal and we went to junior high and high school together. Tony “Chuck” Olive made statements against me, but didn’t testify in court. He’s still a rat ass coward. Larry “Yum-yum” Beverly was a fugitive til 1999 and took 13 years after he refused to speak on me. Angela Hubbard and Lashawn Rogers both testified. My nigga Damon “D” Hayes took five years for perjury and my cousin Antonie “Rico” Booker and Kossayambe “Julio” Anthony both carried it like soldiers taking five years straight up.” So to all appearances this story was over. All the defendants were shipped off to prison, but the government wasn’t happy with Gino’s sentence.

 

The newspaper headlines read, A Detroit Man Who has been Sentenced twice on convictions stemming from his leadership of a crack cocaine ring will be sentenced a third time by a different judge as a result of a ruling by a federal appeals court. Geno originally sentenced to 20 years in April 1995 and sent off to prison was called for re-sentencing when government prosecutors appealed the sentence and the case was sent back to Judge Allen Sharp to redo. The Judge increased the sentence in July 1996 to 30 years. As a result of another appeal the U.S. 7th Circuit Court of Appeals in a 2-1 decision vacated the sentence and sent the case back for another sentencing by a different judge. Chief Judge William Lee assigned the case to Judge Robert L. Miller for re-sentencing.

 

On October 1, 1997 District Court Judge Miller presiding held a re-sentencing hearing solely on the issue of a weapons enhancement. In the original trial several witnesses testified that they saw Geno in possession of an SKS assault rifle at two of the crack houses. A rifle meeting that description was seized at one of the locations raided. It was loaded with one round of ammunition in the chamber and 22 rounds in a high capacity magazine, court documents say. Other witnesses testified that Geno regularly carried a 9mm automatic handgun. But Geno beat these charges at trial. He was found not guilty by the jury on that count of the indictment. Still prosecutors persisted. But let Geno tell it.

 

“The prosecutor begged for life after I lost three charges in trial, but the judge refused and sentenced me to 20 years and sent me to FCI Pekin.” He says. “A year later- July 26, 1996 I was re-sentenced to 30 years because the judge had to sentence me 4 points for a leader and organizer enhancement. I was then sent back to prison again. On October 1, 1997 after the prosecutor won his appeal again I was called back to sentencing, but a different judge was assigned. They gave me two more points for a 9mm pistol that I beat in trial and sent me back to the joint to serve natural life. Because they couldn’t hang me like they wanted to they served me life.”

 

And Geno is doing his life sentence in the pen with his brother Hen carrying it like they always carried it. The Booker case was the first in the history of the United States where a defendant was sentenced three times resulting in a higher sentence each time, but the feds play dirty we all know that. And reflecting its like Hen says, “They gave my brother life. A first-time offender. And 1 got 20 years and I’m a repeat offender with numerous arrests. Something definitely ain’t right about that.” Injustice, travesty, heartbreak- just another street story from the drug war. Where inner city minorities are on the frontline.

Prison is a cauldron of hate. A mixing pot of volatile tempers and personalities that can incite violence in a nanosecond. The territorial, drug and monetary beefs from the streets bleed over into the prison yards as racism intensifies and the hate it spews forth explodes in the form of prison gang warfare.

 

In prison a convict’s skin color defines him. It is his flag or calling card. An affiliation to belong or to be part of a group. And with our nation’s prisons bursting at the seams with a 30% over capacity rating violence has surged. Earlier this year, Harley Lappin, the director of the Bureau of Prisons, told congressional subcommittees, “We are managing more dangerous and aggressive offenders, including more gang-affiliated inmates, and we are encountering increases in inmate assaults on other inmates and on staff.”

 

In prison different races of gangs clash to control their immediate surroundings. Be it drugs coming into the prison, gambling, or extortion rackets violence in the common denominator. And it’s not just white or Spanish against black. In the belly of the beast it gets a little more complex. Welcome to the world of prison gangs.

 

White Gangs
“Hate is always a common analogy,” says a tattooed skinhead and Texas Mafia member who did time in the vicious Texas State system in the 80’s. He explains how “there’s very few similarities between the states and the feds.” Claiming that there’s way more gangs in the state. He continues, “In Texas in the 80’s there was over 300 body bags a year. Hate wasn’t even really acknowledged. It was more about the color you wore, the ink on your body, or your patch.”

 

He names the white gangs that operate behind bars, “The Aryan Brotherhood or the Brand as they’re called in the feds. The Dirty White Boys or DWB’s for short. The Aryan Circle (AC’s), White Knights, and Texas Mafia (TM’s)” He explains how there’s “a bleed over of all those gangs in the feds now,” but that the “originals are dinosaurs.” And most likely locked down 23 hours a day at ADX Florence, the BOP’s supermax penitentiary that houses the likes of the Unabomber.

 

But even with the restricted mail and phone monitoring these dinosaurs are still calling the shots from their prison cells as a case out of USP Leavenworth involving the AB’s in the mid 90’s illustrated. Back then the feds started a program where they had some of the AB’s on ice. They were on 24 hour lockdown and the only way they were let out of the program was if they debriefed with the feds and told the BOP of their gang affiliations.

 

As dudes filtered back into the system the AB’s started putting hits out on their own members. Anybody who debriefed was marked. “Weeding out their own trash,” says the Texas Mafia member. “Cleansing their ranks.”

 

And in prison race on race killings are common. The Texas Department of Corrections has a video tape of a murder that happened in 1984 that they still use to this day for guard training purposes. AB Virgil Barfield killed Calvin Massey an affiliated TM. A straight white on white killing. The AB butchered the affiliated TM stabbing him 78 times, then cut his head off, stood up and smiled at the camera that was recording the murder. “Shit like that goes on all the time, ” says the Texas Mafia member. “It has nothing to do with color, but with affiliation.”

 

Most of the white gangs are racist skinheads who favor Nazi imagery and their affiliations vary. The Hammerskins are an offshoot of the AB’s but they are more extreme in their political and social beliefs. They consider Hitler a hero to the white race and say things like “all niggers should die.” And refer to blacks as sub-humans. The Brand, another AB shoot off, is a more federal prison thing. They are represented by a clover leaf tattoo. The DWB’s are ranked by state and sport a tattoo of their home state. They also have a splinter group, Bruden Waffen “88″ that wearts a fist double lightning bolt tattoo. They are the DWB’s elite hit squad .

 

All of these groups are highly into the Nazi swastika and lightning bolt thing with the spider webs and white pride tattooed on the backs of their arms. They look at Hitler like a demigod. Like, “Yeah, he was doing the right thing.” They are equal opportunity haters, lumping “Jews, niggers, spies, and race-mixers” in the same category.
If it’s not white it’s not right with them.

 

Mostly though they just exploit their own people, other whites. And a lot of them are dope fiends. But they will kill in a minute if provoked. “Most of these dudes got so much fucking time, they got 175 years. There is no deterrent when somebody has over a century worth of time.” Says the TM member. And he concludes with, “These are racist gangs but they hate their own race just as much, just another culture of it.”

 

Black Gangs
A lot of black gangs are embedded into American popular culture. The two most famous, the Crips and the Bloods were immortalized in the Sean Penn film, “Colors” and have been name dropped by rappers like Snoop Dog and Tupac. These gangs have moved past the race barrier as you can now find Crips and Bloods of any color, race or creed. And these gangs represent in prison also but it’s more broken into geographical regions. Like the Texas blacks hate the New Orleans blacks or the DC dudes hate the Virginia ones. Any group can find a reason to be prejudice. Be it color, ethnicity, or where you’re from.

 

The major black gangs in prisons today are a spillover from the ones on the streets. There’s the aforementioned Crips and Bloods, the Gangster Disciples- who are led by Chicago native Larry Hoover, who calls the shots from the ADX supermax in Florence, the Vicelords- another Chicago spawned gang, and the Black Gorilla Family. As seen in movies like “Blood in and Blood out” gang life starts on the streets and permeates the prisons. Where incarcerated leaders call the shots from their prison cells determining who lives and who dies.

 

In the late 60’s and early 70’s in the California State system a race war waged. The Black Panther affiliated George Jackson and his cohorts would attack random whites on the tiers and in the yards just because of their white skin and blue eyes in retaliation for white oppression of blacks. Edward Bunker, a white convict author wrote of the whites hate of George Jackson and his ilk in his memoir, “Education of a Felon.” Just as George Jackson wrote about his crusade against the establishment in “Soledad Brother.”

 

Many black dominated religious groups like the Five percenters, the Nation of Islam, and Muslims also promote black solidarity with themes like “the blue-eyed, white devils” or by referring to all establishment or government related persons “as those cracker.” The Five percenters even claim that white people are a genetic experiment gone wrong by ancient African scientists.

 

But the white-black hate that surfaces in prison has a long and disturbing history in our country. Beaconing back to the days of the KKK, the ultimate hate group and the endless atrocities and lynching of slavery. With black males dominating the prison population it could be said that prison is just another form of slavery for the black man in this country.

 

Spanish Gangs
In total there’s seven different Mexican or Chicano gangs and just like the movie “American Me” that told the story of the Mexican Mafia they started from the inside out. But there’s a big California/Texas thing going on with the vatos. It’s like one California vatos says, “It could kick off whenever. But the Cali/TX thing doesn’t mean you hate them. It’s just an area thing.”

 

The Mexican gangs can be broken down like this. There’s the Cali Mexican Mafia and the Texas Mexican Mafia who don’t mess with each other. Then there’s the Surenos (meaning southern) and Nortenos (meaning northern) as in southern and northern California gangs that unite in federal prison but in the state might be at war with each other. Then there’s the Texas Syndicate which is a prison based gang that stretches back to the 70’s and the Texas State System and the Texas Aztecas. And finally there’s the Pizas and the Neros who are Mexican Nationals and not Chicanos like the above groups. The Pizas is just a loose collection of all Mexicans from Mexico and the Neros are Mexico City based Mexicans.

 

The vato from California says of the Texas/Cali split, “It could be war or it could not be war. It’s an on and off going thing.” But basically he explains, “There’s 3 groups in the feds- Cali, Texas, and the Pizas.” He says how the number 13, which is tattooed onto a lot of the vatos necks is a California thing. The homies got their own thing.” Also prevalent are a lot of teardrops which represent murders or hits.

 

And besides the Chicano gangs other Spanish nationalities represent in prison too. The biggest among them being the Latin Kings who are mostly New York and Chicago based and are comprised mainly of Puerto Ricans. Their leader, Luis Felipe aka King Blood, is locked down for life at ADX Florence.

 

Asian Gangs
The most prominent Asian gangs are mostly Chinese and basically New York based. Some of the more high profile ones are the Flying Dragons, the White Tigers, and the Green Dragons whose whole crew is in prison. Another notorious Asian gang is the Vietnamese BTK, as in Born to Kill. A lot of their members are in prison too.

 

All these Asian gangs prey on their own communities in the real world fighting territorial or monetary beefs but in prison usually all the Asian guys come together despite their differences. Its like one Green Dragon member says, “Each prison has no more then 10 Asian guys. So whatever beef existed in the streets is squashed.” He continues, “Our culture is different. If there’s a beef we solve it. And unless a guy is an asshole or a rat then everybody is a friend.”

 

He explains how the Asian gangs like to “keep it close” and how “most gangs have politics but still the bosses do business within the Asian community.” He mentions some other Asian gangs also, “24k is a Korean gang, Fu Ching- a Fukinese Chinese gang, Go Shadows- a Chinese group, KP (Korean Power) and Goblins- both Korean gangs. All of these gangs are New York based,” he says. “And they all have members in prison. But the numbers are small so we all come together in prison.”

 

As the different races of gangs vary so does the hate that they promote. From the KKK to the Mafia to the biker gangs like the Hells Angels and Pagans, American society is flush with gangs that hate another group for one reason or another. Be it monetary, territorial, ethnic, color, religious reasons, or a long standing blood feud like the Hatfields and McCoys. Hate promotes more hate and violence inspires more violence. From slavery to Hitler to the Columbine killings it’s all the same.

 

Maybe it’s like Nobel Peace prize winner and Crip founder Tookie Wilson surmised in the recent made for TV movie “Redemption.” He said that when you got hate in your heart it’s easy to hate someone similar to yourself. One who walks like you, talks like you, looks like you. Maybe it’s the self-hate coming out.

 

But on the other side of the coin maybe it’s the differences between the races. The differences between the haves and have nots. The differences between the prisoners and their keepers. The differences between the establishment and the minorities that incubates hate and makes it fester. In prison it might be all of the above. And in prison hate can equal death. Death to one and death to all.

 

Skinheads on the Downlow- A report from prison

 

You heard of homo-thugs but what about homo-skins? In the pen where dudes are doing life plus they do exist. In some prisons it’s accepted, expected even. You got your boys, your crew and your bitch. And you know a racist skinhead ain’t fucking with no black or Spanish gump. That would be considered race-mixing and in the world of white is right, that’s a big no-no. So what’s a skinhead whose trying to get a little extra curricular activity in prison to do? He either finds a white queer or turns a little skinny white dude out. Preferably one with long hair and a slight build.

 

In the pen a lot of white dudes belong to one skinhead gang or another. They could be in the Aryan Brotherhood or its offshoots The Brand or Hammerskins. They could be in the Dirty White Boys to the Aryan Circle or the White Knights. Or they just might keep to themselves and just be affiliated with these groups. But whatever the case they probably got that white pride or peckerwood tattoo because you know on the inside that white dudes refer to each other as “wood” or “peckerwood” the same way that black dudes call each other “nigga.”

 

But what would a skinhead faggot go by? Turning to our prison correspondent ______ found out. “There are gumps in the system who will only fuck around with hard white dudes like AB’s or something,” says ____ man on the inside. “These white gumps got ‘featherwood’ tattoos with swastikas and lightning bolts. They consider themselves the creme of the faggot crop.” He continues, “The Nazi imagery is very prevalent.”

 

But what about the go hard racist and skinhead AB’s or Hammerskins? ____ asks. Do they mess around on the downlow? “A lot of them fuck around with gumps,” our man answers. “Most of them that do are the ones that got forever and a day. That shit happens everywhere.”
“It seems a lot of the west coast dudes out of the California State systems are more prone to do it behind closed doors,” he continues. “But it’s not all out in the open like a lot of the blacks or Hispanics. But still it’s happening.”

 

Just like in the movie American History X that showed Edward Norton playing a skinhead who gets thrust into the criminal justice system after committing a hate crime and then gets sodomized and raped by his own peer group, a gang of skinheads, life in prison can be brutal, vicious, and not even make much sense.

 

But the ‘featherwoods’ in the pen, who were either already gay or got turned out by a lifer on the inside stand by their man. And the white gang member with football numbers, who walk tall on the compound and get much respect might be doing the nasty in their cell at night. Skinhead on the downlow capiece.