Charlatan

This story isn't all that different from any teenager who grows up and joins a gang (or becomes a fundamentalist Christian for that matter). In my mind what we see at work here is the same desire to belong to something greater in the face of alienation and a sense of power in the face of powerlessness, righteousness in the face of impropriety.

With the exception of righteousness, gangs supply this just as readily as many forms of religion (so are other subcultures for that matter, they just aren't as outwordly violent but they are equally transformative).

It isn't always a sad story.

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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke