Nortena Mug
Contrary to the first definition here, a Nortena is NOT a Blood, not even close. The Nortenos and the Bloods have nothing in common except for the fact that they both claim the color red. The Bloods was originated by and is primarily an African American gang, whereas Norte was founded by and is made up primarily of hispanics. The Bloods originated from and are centralized in Los Angeles and their rivals are the Crips. Nortenos originated in Northern California (hence "Norte" which means North) and their rivals are the Surenos (Southern CA, "Sur"=South). Ironically, both gangs were founded originally for positive purposes, the Bloods were to unite, protect, and to advance the interests of the disenfranchised black population of particular neighborhoods in Los Angeles, whereas Nuestra Familia/Norte was formed in order to protect its members from the mistreatment by what used to be the only Mexican prison gang, in California at least, the Mexican Mafia (Surenos are aligned with or a part of, not sure of the exact relationship, but as far as I know, Surenos are a part of the MM - keep in mind that there are prison "versions" of these gangs, then there are the street counterparts to those prison gangs, and the names vary depending, i.e. Nuestra Familia in prison=Norte on the street and MM in prison=Sureno on the street, but these are also interchangeable, I believe). Ironically, again, that group, the prison Mexican Mafia, had originally been formed (possibly under a different name, I can't remember) to protect its hispanic members from the rampant mistreatment and intolerable abuse (i.e. beatings, false accusations, racism, and all around horrible sh**) by the employees of California prison system which is widely considered the most corrupt prison system in the country and was condemned by Amnesty International and the United Nations, among others. Sadly, EXPONENTIALLY more Nortenos are killed by other Nortenos than are killed by rivals, sparking the phrase "The worst enemy of a Norteno is another Norteno."
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War. War Never Changes. War, war never changes. In the year 1945, my great-great grandfather, serving in the army, wondered when he get to go home to his wife and the son he never see. He got his wish, when the U.S. ended WWII by dropping an atomic cloud on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The world awaited Armageddon, instead, something miraculous happened. We began to use atomic energy as a nearly limitless source of power. People enjoyed luxury once thought in the realm of science fiction. Domestic robots, fusion powered cars, portable computers. Then, in the 21st century, people awoke from the American dream. Years of consumption led to the shortages of every major resource. The entire world unraveled. Peace became a distant memory. It is now the year 2077, and we stand on the brink of total war, and I am afraid, for myself, for my wife, for my infant son, because if my time in the army taught me one thing; is that war, war never changes.
Excellent satire - didn't see comments to that end, so find it hard to fathom if most readers, in turn, didn't laugh out loud, and say so. But apparently not.