Distracted walking should be illegal because it leads to many deaths, economic have to pay for the accidents, and with the distracting walking being a law can change some people’s behavior. First off, people have died because they put their phone before their life.
It’s hard to feel safe when the ones who are suppose to be protecting you are killing you. Police were trained to guard, prevent crime, and enforce laws, not to kill and destroy the citizens. Lately, within the past two years police brutality has been a major issue in our society. This worldwide phenomenon has once again divided the races of black and white even further apart. This issue is no secret to the public, a national situation that only spreads more rapidly every day.
When I was younger, one of the first things people would ask me when we met was “Where are you from?” In response, I always said, “McKeesport”, but felt contempt every time that word left my mouth because I knew my hometown was a cesspool of poverty and demoralization. Even though I still know McKeesport is a bad place to live, the feeling attached to my response to inquiries about my hometown has changed. Instead of contempt, I feel determined to enact a citywide metamorphosis. Growing up, there were two contrasts in my life. On one side, there was the city in which I lived, McKeesport, with its abandoned and dilapidated buildings sprawled all over like the weeds in gardens, dark clouds with permanent residences in the sky, and daily news of violent deaths.
Even worse the officials claimed that his father had committed suicide, which prevented his family from inheriting the life insurance money. Furthermore, in the midst of all this happening to young Malcolm his mother began to go crazy and as a consequence, she got sent to a mental hospital. Americans often portray heroes to be flawless, but truth be told Malcolm X’s actions and life will reveal the contrary. He was a thief, drug dealer, racist, gambler, pimp, and took part of racketing. Some
Violence was much more powerful than we imagine not only because it led tremendous dis- aster, but also due to the deep impact on individuals. In the book of the Outsiders, the violence of Johnny’s family, the other greasers, and their opposing gangs, the Socials, strongly affected Johnny. The Violence of Johnny’s family impacts Johny’s natural instincts, which means that some of his characteristics were already fixed since he was born, and influenced him in daily life. Johnny grew up in a family without care, love, and understanding. From his parents, he barely gained the warmth of being in a complete family.
Excluded from the Boy Scouts, stopped regularly by the police, and feared by much of the LA population, they felt alienated from the rest of the world. However, the gang was supportive and like-minded, giving them a home in the racist, angry world. Though the first gang was created for a sense of family, later gangs formed out of obligation and a need for protection. People rarely left their ten block radius, lest they be found in another gang’s territory. Murder, drive-bys and revenge were a regular event in the LA neighborhoods, affecting every
So I can get away from all those friends but also just take away the risk of being in trouble or being killed. How all these negative role models have harmed me and many others is by putting us in bad situations even if we were not trying to be there, but even then living in my neighborhood you cannot control what happens, sometimes you are just at the right place but at the wrong time or the wrong place at the wrong time. I have had friends shot at, robbed, beat, and etc. We have also have had to deal with the violence between citizens with citizens. No matter who is right or wrong there is violence everywhere.
It is a terrifying place to live, a refugee camp. Have you ever had to live in one? The violence that goes on, both physical and verbal, as well as the many armed robberies, still scares me, and I wake up everyday, so thankful that me and my daughter are still alive. But I do not want to experience another terrifying ordeal, because I know we won’t be so lucky every time. We could be the next to get robbed or worse... One day, my friend, who was going through a similar situation, told me about the UNHCR, The Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees.
Growing up in a city that was full of drugs, violence and gangs I knew the only way it was going to get better is to help. Personality I have lived in peace in Salinas but I have seen friends who fall in the hands of gangs. I hated the fact that one of my best friend from elementary who use to be very calm, very kind, is now sitting behind bars for the rest of his life. For that reason I knew I had to make the community better so I choose to help by doing community hour in various places. The only ways that I see possible to help a city that is fully of crime is to make sure the young don 't fall into gangs.