Mt Eden’s escalating gang problem

Man, this whole Mt Eden gang thing is getting out of hand.

You may recall that, despite recruitment problems, I am a member of the N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S 630, a bad-ass gang who refuses to recycle and uses more plastic bags than is really necessary.

And then I became alerted to the presence of another gang, the Mt Eden 274, who stencilled their business on a wall and therefore started a public transport turf war.

Well, it looks like there’s a new kid on the block*. The successful Crips franchise have started up a gang in Mt Eden called the Eden Crips, bringing a touch of sunny Southern California to old Mt Eden, and have put up a sticker to announce their presence:

Eden Crips

I’m concerned – the 274 use stencils and the Crips use stickers, but my 630 doesn’t yet have a street art medium to announce my presence. Well, maybe I can just use the medium of the blog to mark my turf. Aw yee-yah, etc.

* It’s the block bordered by Mt Eden Road, Essex Road, Ngauruhoe Street and the park. That’s where all the street art is going down.

12 thoughts on “Mt Eden’s escalating gang problem”

  1. Smithy, it’s Mt Eden. The closest thing to bored youth around these parts are 3-year-olds who aren’t content having a fluffy while their mum has coffee with her mum-friends.

  2. It’s ALL true, I used to live in and now work at Mt Eden (I commute from W.O.W.) Being able – then, to go up to Odeon and (no fluffies!) introduce F&S to table top Defender was well, mind blowing. I used to live next door to a certain gang leader, his driver would periodically park the limo in our driveway when picking up the ____’s daughter or what have you.
    We used to call our street Lithium Road. Our house used to be a brothel and a young one many years ago apparently died falling down the stairs, it was haunted. One Christmas Eve my next door gang (through the wall) were bound and assaulted by a crazed ex-con, I remember leading the Police to the door and telling them the perp said they were armed, the cop obviously didn’t hear me as he strode into the room as I winced right behind him, waiting for the BANG!
    The Lithium Roaders, a strange gang.

  3. Esplanade Road, and the reference to lithium was from a friend of mine because next door to us these unfortunate souls lived grouped in a mental welfare home (still do), most should have been in care (the Doc would arrive periodically in his Beamer and hand out…), others were on methodone. People would try and kill each other fairly regularly, or at least yell things to that effect. There were leadership squabbles owing to them pooling their benefits, it was really just a boarding house for the states disenfranchised.
    One evening late after a deathly row between a man and a woman, in the post pallid silence, a new arrival sat on the porch strumming a beat up guitar, tuned exotically and with a tremulous beautiful voice sang Samoan? songs well into the night (3.00am actually), it was the most haunting concert I have never attended, plaintive, harrowing and beautiful. This man was Orpheus.
    I never heard or saw him again.

  4. Wow, what a cool story!

    There is something special about Esplanade Road, especially the bit from Mt Eden Rd to View Rd, where it’s villas on one side and sausage flats on the other. I used to live just around the corner on View and I’d walk down there every day.

  5. You know Mt Eden was tapu for many many years until it was finally lifted in 19?. Ghosts walk the mountain, Esplanade is virtually on the mountain-side. There has been a lot of death and exploitation on that far stretching mountain, with sad quarrying (often the quarries were worked for political as well as practical reasons by the colonizing power), penal labour, genocide and bloody buses.
    If it wasn’t so valuable as a piece of land and the inhabitants not decimated it should at least be handed into the care of the original hapu, however Ngati Whatua took care of that, I believe.

  6. Oh, man. I live on the mountain side. In fact, I can walk from my flat to the top of the mountain without crossing any roads. It’s always had a curious quality to it. It’s not quite the “fantastic regional asset” that those in charge reckon. It’s much more complex.

  7. Deeply so and it breaks my heart and others too (there is a great custodian living there) to see buses, cows, cars and people crawling all over the sacred spaces. I grew up on the side of Mount Saint John and it was a blessing that (despite the underground bunkers, like Mt Eden has) you had to walk to go up there.
    Still the Mountain will endure long after the people have gone.

  8. funny as it may seem, sadly in central auckland there are gangs of very young people who wear colours and beat the living shit out of each other every chance they get. ie not very funny at all. i work for a health service aimed at young people with severe multiple complex needs and these kids are our caseload. sucks really.

  9. Same out our way (Out West) plus I used to live Mangere East, but the last large scale gang fight I’m aware of was in Ponsonby (KC’s), it’s strange how that world gets so little media focus, I guess because they are kids mostly.
    I really admire people who work in this health service area.

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