Read the book years ago. Never understood how he went to an ivy league school, but didnt have enough connections to get higher paying jobs than working at a school/airport, while still selling weed. His neighborhood friends got caught up too. Part of me wishes I never read the book.
Thanks. I bought the movie and thought about reading the book again because there was a lot of things I couldn't remember.I've re read the book a few times, by the time he took the job at the airport, he had basically greatly distanced himself from the Rob who went to Yale, and his self image, self esteem, had taken a severe hit, for a few reasons, but getting jacked for his 100k hurt him a lot. He no longer even had the kind of self confidence to be in those Yale circles. Or ask for an internship. His identity had kind of dis
All of the sudden you are not the genius hustler, Ivy League gangster, you are just another dude in Newark. When I read that part, when his uncle jacked him, I was livid. I would have had to really hurt him, if I couldn't kill him, I would have hospitalized him. But Rob just took it in stride and accepted it.
it's a great book, but it is a heart breaking story. I forgot that he was trying to help his Dad, but it wasn't a major part of his story. Movies like this never can capture the reality and nuances of the book.
Thanks. I bought the movie and thought about reading the book again because there was a lot of things I couldn't remember.
Can't really imagine the effect of losing that type of money could have on someone. Rob must have just been a completely different type of person. I know I'm minimizing his story, but he managed to assimilate with those folks at Yale and graduate, just to end up right back where he started. I don't remember him having any hood drug/gang involvement until after he graduated from college either. Just the thought that there wasn't someone around to push him in the direction of paid speaking engagements or some other easy type of legal income is crazy to me.
His story kind of reminds me of Michael Vick (without the redemption). He was gifted and the people around him didn't keep him out of the mud. Everybody is responsible for their own actions, but I just wish things went differently for him. Wasn't he considering another school, but his mom wasn't able to mail the application in time? I don't remember seeing that in the movie, but his life could have gone much differently if it wasn't for one minor issue.
The Yale thing I think came about because he went to a private school, and someone wealthy and white decided he was worth investing and paid the scholarship to Yale, because that was his alma mater.
I remember the benefactor guy, but not the Yale part. It makes sense though.
Gotta be a big difference between selling weed at Yale vs gang territories in NJ. That's why I thought it was strange that his NJ friends agreed to it. They went to college and had some hardships but if they weren't in a gang/selling drugs in HS, things aren't going to go well jumping into that life as a college graduate. I guess it's a feeling of invincibility after all he managed to get through.
Is your real estate homie still good?
I'm sorry to hear about your friend. I'm glad that you got out in time to be able to talk about it.Don't mean to get heavy, and don't mind the question, but just like the book, my boy died too bro. And I had to find him.
The twist is as our 20 year friendship continued, the relationship shifted, his judgement got worse and worse, and he went from being a leader to like the little homie you had to protect.
What the book underlines is that there are no easy answers or easy explanations, and people are so multi faceted and influenced from so many different places. What a lot of people from Rob's background experience in the Ivy Leagues or just college, is that they GOT there, but everything else is so foreign, and they have such a narrow shot, they are just totally overwhelmed and soon underwater. What kids from more economically viable backgrounds experience is that everything is kind of smoothed out, and they just have to keep things going. Choose a major, pick a career, get the internship at Morgan Stanley.
His friends he made at Yale, who were from the BX, or whatever, THEY checked him. They told him he was fukking up, and he wouldn't listen. The white kids wouldn't have even understood what he was going through. The Yale thing I think came about because he went to a private school, and someone wealthy and white decided he was worth investing and paid the scholarship to Yale, because that was his alma mater.
There's a devastating scene in the book, where he is at a school event, because is a teacher at his old high school, and sees his benefactor, and he can't quite look him in the eyes, and just kind of mumbles, and deflects, when the older man clearly thought Rob would be somewhere different. There's also that a kid who loses hid Dad so young, is going to be filled with anger, and rage, depression, and eventually you internalize that, which I think Rob did. There's also the endless hustle of the game, Rob reminds me of one of my boys, who always was a hustler, but was better when he did real estate or legal things, because he didn't have the stomach for the real hustle. A certain circle of my friends, we were all heavy in the game at a young age. but Rob and his boys, they just wanted to sell a little weed and chill. But, there's all these dynamics in Newark, because of geography and gangs, that made that very dangerous. The story was really impactful to me.