Organized Crime-Personal Narrative Analysis

In Monster: The Autobiography of an L.A. Gang Member, Kody Scott tells the story of the struggle between two significantly large gangs. At the age of eleven he was initiated into the Crips, and committed his first murder. It was this day that began what would become a career for Kody: banging (Scott, 1993).

On 04/18/2016 I assisted Sgt. Patterson on a traffic stop in the 900 block of East K-53 HWY, Sumner County, Kansas. When I drove past I observed an older four door passenger vehicle stopped on the north side of the road with Sgt. Patterson's patrol vehicle behind it with emergency equipment activated. I turned around of K--53 and pulled in behind Sgt. Patterson, I activated my rear emergency lights and walked to the passenger side window of Sgt. Patterson's patrol vehicle. In the vehicle he had stopped I could see two white males sitting in the front driver and passenger seats, Sgt. Patterson was already back in his vehicle and was running the occupants information with SUCO 911. Sgt. Patterson told me that the passenger was moving around

No individual is always solely at fault for his or her actions. There are always certain situations where there are exceptions to who is primarily responsible. Human beings are social creatures, therefore linking them into many different situations in multiple ways, sometimes in ways no one would even believe. Prime examples of this are in the book, Macbeth by William Shakespeare, the article, The Amritsar Massacre, the news story “Owen Labrie, Student in NH Rape Trial, Breaks Silence After Conviction” and the article “Teen Driver in Fatal Alcohol-Related Crash is Sentenced to 18 Months in Jail”. In each of these examples there are multiple people who are at fault and could be seen as holding the primary responsibility, depending on how

Five days had passed this time since anyone had heard from my mother. I remember praying to God to protect her from harm and for me to find her. The next day she showed up, but not in the way we had hoped. One morning as I was getting ready for school my sophomore year in high school, my phone rang to the voice of my stepfather. My stepfather had told me he heard a call come over the dispatch scanner at his work and my mother’s name was mentioned. The sheriff had informed my stepfather that my mother had been involved in an accident. My stepfather asked me to go to the emergency room and see what condition my mother was in because he lived a half hour away from the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital I found my mother cut out of her clothes, covered in her own urine, massive amounts of blood all over her body, and lying lifeless on life support on the table. At this point, no one knew whether my mother would be okay. My mother had bleeding on the brain as well as a tear in her shoulder, a shattered face, and a chest tube draining fluid from her lung which had collapsed. All I could do was pray! My mother’s life was in God’s hands now. Three days later she woke

3. Characterize the initiation ritual. How do you think it compares to the “real” ritual – if such a ritual exists?

It was February 12, 2006. My wife and I are about to get ready for the day we’ve been waiting for, we are finally going to seek justice for the man that killed my innocent 4 year old daughter. Since March 3rd I have slept absolutely none, but after today everything will be finished with.

I’m Isaac, and I guess something interesting about me to start is that I’m half Korean and half Chinese, and I also became a Canadian citizen just last year, on top of that I also lived in Canada for around 13 years. Throughout my time living in both Vancouver and Toronto, my hopes and dreams had changed for my future multiple times, but I determined myself to go into the police department for a long time now. Whether it’s being a part of the detective field or the Emergency task force. Why I’m determined to go into this field is, first the yearly salary is very reasonable with benefits as well as an amazing pension after I retire. The second reason would be I always wanted to live a somewhat luxury life style, with

Your Honor, at this time I am urged to ask you why you are crying for these two men. Let us not forget the afternoon of May 21. After six months of planning the perfect crime, Mr. Leopold and Mr. Lobe coaxed the young Bobby Franks into their car while he was walking home from school. Once Bobby had been lured into the vehicle, Loeb bludgeoned the poor child over the head multiple times with a chisel. After finding that unsuccessful Loeb dragged Bobby into the back seat and forced a sock down his throat and waited for him to finally suffocate. After the murder, the two men drove the body to Wolf Lake where they poured hydrochloric acid over Bobby's face, abdomen, and genitals. Once they mutilated and dismembered the body, they discarded Bobbys remains in a drain, and then they drove home to write a ransom note and spend the evening playing a leisurely game of cards. And why? Why would these two scholars do something so sinister? Because they were bored. Because they wanted a rush. Because they could. Your Honor, do you still sympathize with these two murders?

My name is April Weston and I am a crime analyst. My work revolves around reviewing police reports every day with the goal of identifying patterns of, analysis of, and solutions to patterns, trends, and problems in crime and disorders as they emerge.

My full name is Samantha Taylor Miller, I am a criminal justice major. I am from Little Falls, New York. I currently live in North Hall with my roommate, who is also my close friend from high school. Although Little Falls is only about thirty minutes from UC, I am glad I chose to live on campus because I have met so many new people as a result of living in the resident's hall.

I will not stop until I make the world a safer and better place. Maybe it'll be done by me being a prosecutor and help bring justice to the families who have been hurt. Maybe I’ll be a police officer and work my way up to a detective, or maybe I’ll even be a forensic psychologist and testify in court for the prosecution. It’s obvious I don’t know exactly how I’ll protect my people and make the world safer, but I am determined to do so; I will not give up on making my dreams a reality.

Majority of students in their senior year in high school decide who they will become later in the future and pursue the road of success, as for I made an interest in criminal justice. The beginning of my freshman year in high school I knew who I was and who I wanted to be but not for myself but for my family. To image myself in the customs border protection agent uniform and present to my family the success I have made is the goal I would love to achieve. For the strong interest I have for criminal justice I joined everything my family could’ve afford to enroll me into and the most recent one I enjoyed my high school years was the United High School Criminal Justice Club (UET). A team I became a member of was the building search team, where

Then it all hit me, i had been the one who set the fire, the match that i lit inside the house and thrown to the floor sparked up this hell. A wave of guilt had hit me as if the devil himself had made me his child. I cry for hours, i couldn't bare this feeling , i had lost my soul to evil, i had become who i most feared, and forever shall he live in my shadow until the end of my days. In the midst of my dispare and pain i hear a voice within me. “My child, don’t feel guilty, for it was no more than an accident, i shall forgive you and give you the strength to carry on.” My heart beats once more, my mind has becom clear, i had a connection with my savior, God. I then knew that God should stand by my side, and that this was nothing more than a teaching. Everything had happened for a reason, for a positive one, due to this tragic catastrophe i had become one with god and heaven and his arms and doors would soon welcome me back to my daughter in law and my grandchildren. It had all came back to me. Forever shall i remember this event, and forever shall it live in my life, but it had awakened something that could cope the pain, i had finally awakened from my slumber in

My second week at the court house was long but eye opening. I learned so much about the criminal justice system. I leaned that each procedure and each role a person play is crucial to someone life. On Tuesday, the day was short but still alarming. I came in and shadow one of the clerks as she was preparing for court. As the clerk was setting up for court I remember trying to recognize which department is what on each traffic ticket. I felt confuse, but the clerk show who was trooper, SUNY New Paltz police, and state police/ She remind that I will eventually learn who is who and how to set up for court. I felt better about what she said and I was ready for court. I notice that court will be short today because we did not have many cases. I began

Throughout history the abuse of alcohol and underage drinking has been a serious problem, especially at colleges and universities. In recent research, for the past 20 years more than 80 percent of undergraduates drink. And two thirds of those students partake in “binge drinking”, which is consuming excessive amounts of alcohol. Most of the drinking takes place at fraternity houses, which is where all the crazy and violent behaviors usually occur. But the alcohol should be no blame because millions of people drink alcohol on daily basis and don’t attribute to bad behavior. The problem is the lack of parental guidance greek life has. For most students this is first time they have freedom, so what they are doing is learning their limits.