This book, newly reissued in a very nice trade paperback edition by Feral House, was first published in 1926, written by Jack Black, a drifter, hobo, small-time criminal, drug addict and jailbird who finally went straight and wound up with a job at a newspaper in San Francisco.
Black left home as a young boy and took to the road. Falling in with other drifters, he was apprenticed in a life of crime that included valuable lessons in casing a job, breaking and entering, cracking safes, fencing stol
This book, newly reissued in a very nice trade paperback edition by Feral House, was first published in 1926, written by Jack Black, a drifter, hobo, small-time criminal, drug addict and jailbird who finally went straight and wound up with a job at a newspaper in San Francisco.
Black left home as a young boy and took to the road. Falling in with other drifters, he was apprenticed in a life of crime that included valuable lessons in casing a job, breaking and entering, cracking safes, fencing stolen goods, coping with the law and other such skills. He sometimes operated alone and sometimes with a partner, but he always considered himself an "honorable" thief who would never run out on a bill for his room and who would never think of betraying a friend.
Some of his best lessons were learned in the jails and prisons of the far West, both in the U.S. and in Canada, where he networked with other criminals and polished his skills. Black writes movingly of the conditions he suffered in some prisons, and later in life he would become an advocate of prison reform.
For much of his early life, spending time in confinement was simply part of the cost of doing business. He accepted it stoically, but until the very end, he never left prison a "reformed" man.
As often as not, it seems, his carefully planned jobs failed for one reason or other. In one instance, for example, he blew a safe only to use too much explosive. Instead of blowing the door open, the blast blew the door completely off, tipping the heavy safe over on its front side, and sealing the valuables away from Black as surely as if the safe's door had remained intact.
Black had spent a long time planning the job and was extremely depressed when it failed, not to mention virtually broke. A friend offered him a "straight" job washing dishes to tide him over, but Black refused, explaining his philosophy of life as follows: "[T]he thought of working to me was a foreign as the thought of burglary or robbery would be to a settled printer of plumber after ten years at his trade. I wasn't lazy or indolent. I knew there were lots of easier and safer ways of making a living, but they were the ways of other people, people I didn't know or understand, and didn't want to. I didn't call them suckers or saps because they were different and worked for a living. They represented society. Society represented law, order, discipline, punishment. Society was a machine geared to grind me to pieces. Society was an enemy. There was a high wall between me and society; a wall reared by myself, maybe--I wasn't sure. Anyway I wasn't going to crawl over the wall and join the enemy just because I had taken a few jolts of hard luck."
In the end, Black does "join the enemy," after a judge and the corrections system unexpectedly gives him a break he never expected and treats him humanely for the first time. This experience sets him on the straight and narrow and convinces him that a more enlightened justice system could deter a lot of men from lives of crime, rather than condemning them to such lives.
All in all, this is a very interesting and engrossing tale, and it's nice to know that a new generation of readers will now have a chance to enjoy it.
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It's kind of like a Jimmie Rodgers song in book form; hopping trains, "riding the rods," hobos, gambling, hold-ups, violent deaths, prison, duplicitous backstabbers, tried-and-true pals, pistol-packin' papas (and mamas); it's just about all in there. I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff if it's done well—and this is done very well—so I loved every minute of it. Some critics have called into question the veracity of Black's "autobiography," but to me it just doesn't matter whether he told the abso
It's kind of like a Jimmie Rodgers song in book form; hopping trains, "riding the rods," hobos, gambling, hold-ups, violent deaths, prison, duplicitous backstabbers, tried-and-true pals, pistol-packin' papas (and mamas); it's just about all in there. I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff if it's done well—and this is done very well—so I loved every minute of it. Some critics have called into question the veracity of Black's "autobiography," but to me it just doesn't matter whether he told the absolute truth as it happened or if there were some "stretchers," as Huck Finn would say, or even if he just made it all up out of whole cloth (not bloody likely). There is truth and value in his words, his prose is clear and true, and the book is both highly entertaining and highly edifying. A vivid portrayal of life in the hobo underworld of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, a must-read for lovers of "down and out" literature.
***UPDATE 06/02/2013***
Apparently there is going to be
movie
starring Michael Pitt sometime in 2013, with Will Patton as Foot-and-a-Half George (Yay, Will Patton!). To mark the occasion Feral House is releasing a new edition with illustrations by Joe Coleman and bonus material on July 16, 2013. I suppose I'll feel obligated to buy that when it comes out.
Madeleine
You really do write some of my absolute favorite short reviews. I love how you nail the essence of a story in impressively few words, which is a doubl
You really do write some of my absolute favorite short reviews. I love how you nail the essence of a story in impressively few words, which is a double blessing when I am weeks behind in catching up with friends' reviews. :)
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Jun 03, 2013 08:53AM
I read this book while tramping up and down the East Coast. There were four of us and then there were three of us, our most grizzled and seasoned tramp abandoning us in New York City. He bummed this book off a girl in Pittsburgh, a girl he got wet without ever touching her. She borrowed the book from a former tramp who has the words "You Can't Win" tattooed on his neck. The book was passed from gentleman to gentleman who each dreamed of hopping trains across America. Some of us did more than dre
I read this book while tramping up and down the East Coast. There were four of us and then there were three of us, our most grizzled and seasoned tramp abandoning us in New York City. He bummed this book off a girl in Pittsburgh, a girl he got wet without ever touching her. She borrowed the book from a former tramp who has the words "You Can't Win" tattooed on his neck. The book was passed from gentleman to gentleman who each dreamed of hopping trains across America. Some of us did more than dream. Well, one of us. The rest of us just barely got our feet wet. We got our feet wet a lot, and our packs got water-soaked and the book along with them. One friend read it and gave it to the next. He, too, then gave it to the next. But
that
next one was slow to read, so I nabbed it off of him (what do you expect? it's a book about a burglar!) and finished it off. It was in many soggy pieces when I got it and it was in a few more when I was done. Pittsburgh to Philly to NYC to Boston, Providence, New Haven and back to New York just in time to go to Richmond, Virginia where we took a gaggle of fellow tramps on a train to Rocky Mount, North Carolina -- and there we met the fourth of our original crew and he took us to Chapel Hill, NC where we all got rip-roaring drunk for four days and then got kicked out of somebody's house. Then we went back to Rocky Mount and back to Richmond and to Washington D.C. and back to Pittsburgh.
But this book. Burroughs's favorite (we know, we know). For some reason I thought it was about a hobo or a fellow tramp. It's not. It's about a burglar who happens to hop trains. I was disappointed when Jack Black recounted a tale of robbing honest, hard-working hobos of their pay. But as far as the enjoyment of this book, I can't let Black's moral failings bother me. It's a decent enough book, though I don't normally read autobiography. I read fiction and philosophy most of the time. Lately I've been reading everything about life on the road that I can, as I'm housed up for the winter. If you're interested in the hobo/tramp life, I recommend Jack London. I think it's interesting to compare London's and Black's separate experiences in prison -- London was certainly of a different temperament. I hope at some point to read W.H. Davies's "The Autobiography of a Supertramp."
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I didn't know before I starting reading
You Can't Win
that this was supposed to be William S. Burroughs' favorite book, or that he admired it, or... who the hell really knows what the true story is, or what's a marketing ploy. But I was kind of disappointed because the narrative voice and style was eerily similar to
Junkie
, Burroughs' first novel. Did Burroughs outright steal this from Jack Black? I had the same feeling while reading John Fante's work - it sounded exactly like Bukowski. Chinaski
I didn't know before I starting reading
You Can't Win
that this was supposed to be William S. Burroughs' favorite book, or that he admired it, or... who the hell really knows what the true story is, or what's a marketing ploy. But I was kind of disappointed because the narrative voice and style was eerily similar to
Junkie
, Burroughs' first novel. Did Burroughs outright steal this from Jack Black? I had the same feeling while reading John Fante's work - it sounded exactly like Bukowski. Chinaski sang huge praise for Fante, and then literally mimicked him. It's a little disappointing if you think about it. I have nothing but mad respect for both Bukowski and Burroughs. Growing up I thought they were amongst the most innovative writers of our time. Now I am left wondering if they had any originality at all? But then I still think their work amazing - so does it matter? Do all writers borrow? Is anything really original any more?
I think of my own writing and wonder if I too am liberating someone else's style? I haven't knowingly gone and taken anyone's style. Yet, I read a lot - do I do it without knowing? Is that how it happens? Every time I read a really great book I'm inspired to write - yet I'm usually writing something totally different.
Yet aside from all that,
You Can't Win
is a dark tale. There's a few discrepancies. But all in all it is an amazing read of one man's criminal journey.
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I am not really getting why people are reviewing this book so highly. I thought that it got a bit boring: In and out of jail and onto the next heist is most of the book.
I enjoyed the beginning and thought the book held promise. It was well written and he is a pretty interesting guy, but the charm wore off. It was only the suspense of the crimes as he committed them that really drew me in. Even when people died in the story, it didn't really engage me, emotionally.
I suppose that just for the fac
I am not really getting why people are reviewing this book so highly. I thought that it got a bit boring: In and out of jail and onto the next heist is most of the book.
I enjoyed the beginning and thought the book held promise. It was well written and he is a pretty interesting guy, but the charm wore off. It was only the suspense of the crimes as he committed them that really drew me in. Even when people died in the story, it didn't really engage me, emotionally.
I suppose that just for the fact that it humanizes criminals and illustrates the unexpected morality in criminal subculture in a way that most of the population isn't really used to is a good thing.
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Logan
I loved this book b/c as someone who spent a lot of time living life on the road, Jack's story is something that I romanticize, but also found a lot o
I loved this book b/c as someone who spent a lot of time living life on the road, Jack's story is something that I romanticize, but also found a lot of inspiration in. Even though Jack is left to his own devices, and finds himself in a lot of trouble (as I did) he also uses his personal experiences, his intelligence, and his self preservation to create a whole new life.
I didn't really have any role models when I was growing up, so Jack Black became one for me, and that over identification with him may result in giving his book 5 stars, but IMO it IS a 5 star title. :)
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Justin
This is a very personal book for a lot of people. Seeing the biography is not really complete until you know that he committed suicide by walking into
This is a very personal book for a lot of people. Seeing the biography is not really complete until you know that he committed suicide by walking into the Gulf of Mexico. You can't win. His struggle was existential and paradoxical. A very real struggle for many people who want to live a certain lifestyle of adventure but have to miss out on everything down the opposite road and vice versa. This is one of the main books that inspired Chris Mccandless. A very important book to adventurers, travelers, tramps, vagabonds, bums, or anyone with a free spirit!
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Sep 03, 2014 10:00PM
You Can’t Win is a romance story, or at least it’s romantic. It’s about deviating from the path that’s expected of you to one of your own choosing, a path free from the influence of government and polite society. On this second path, your responsibilities are governed only by a transactional code of honour between you and the person next to you; a compelling idea in the world of 2012.
And that would be the entirety of the book – if you only skimmed the introduction by William S. Burroughs and the
You Can’t Win is a romance story, or at least it’s romantic. It’s about deviating from the path that’s expected of you to one of your own choosing, a path free from the influence of government and polite society. On this second path, your responsibilities are governed only by a transactional code of honour between you and the person next to you; a compelling idea in the world of 2012.
And that would be the entirety of the book – if you only skimmed the introduction by William S. Burroughs and the opening few chapters. Black’s story is also a profoundly personal tale of caution. There are consequences to living your life by your own rules (even in the early 1900s). Black had highs. His skill at thieving enriched him for short periods and he enjoyed the passing pleasures of drug and drink and the fellowship of his fellow yeggs. But there were lows. He spent much of his life in jail, on the run or desperately poor and addicted to drugs.
You Can’t Win comes from a time that doesn’t exist any longer. We couldn’t drop off the radar any more than we could learn to fly on our own. The book isn’t a roadmap to our own Walden Pond, but it’s an interesting rumination on our own personal obligations to what is expected of us, our responsibilities to our fellows and our role in the grander order. Read this book.
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I thought the book was great. I read it with tremendous interest. Jack Black wrote this in 1926. He wrote about a lot of things that I am curious about - riding the rails, tramping in general, being a thief, doing time in prison. Now I said I was curious but I did not mean that I have any desire to repeat his experiences. I meant that I really wanted to get a fresh view from his perspective. And it was fresh. At times it was like Hollywood shows it, at other times completely different.
He wrote a
I thought the book was great. I read it with tremendous interest. Jack Black wrote this in 1926. He wrote about a lot of things that I am curious about - riding the rails, tramping in general, being a thief, doing time in prison. Now I said I was curious but I did not mean that I have any desire to repeat his experiences. I meant that I really wanted to get a fresh view from his perspective. And it was fresh. At times it was like Hollywood shows it, at other times completely different.
He wrote a lot about the honor and friendship that he shared with others "on the road". Many times he would hop off a train and walk into a town with nothing but his shirt and someone who knew him would feed him and hand him some money - knowing he was good for it. He always paid them back as soon as he got his own money. He and others like him had "reputations" on the road with others like him.
Other reviewers don't see this book as much better than mediocre. I guess that depends on what you are looking for when you read it. It is not too often that you find a man who has done everything in life wrong who can also articulate his story this well.
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A major inspiration for Burroughs, it seems, this is a book unlike many else. How many other stories are there of 19th Century vagabonds and junkies? Equal parts Genet and Deadwood, this shows the side of America at that time left out of conventional narratives, whether that narrative is the Hollywood Western or the Victorian novel of manners. Here is a uniquely filthy, depraved world, albeit one not without camaraderie and hope, depicted with grace and passion. For those of us who have an inter
A major inspiration for Burroughs, it seems, this is a book unlike many else. How many other stories are there of 19th Century vagabonds and junkies? Equal parts Genet and Deadwood, this shows the side of America at that time left out of conventional narratives, whether that narrative is the Hollywood Western or the Victorian novel of manners. Here is a uniquely filthy, depraved world, albeit one not without camaraderie and hope, depicted with grace and passion. For those of us who have an interest in the darker corners.
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one of my favorite parts of this book is when the author describes the wino scene in turn-of-the-century san francisco. it's basically a large common room, everyone brings their own cup, there are people laid out along the walls, passed out drunk. there is a huge pot of stew, with ingredients coming from whatever scraps were on-hand. once a day the dead are culled from the sleepers and taken out to free up space for the next hopeless drunk.
I bought this book at a now defunct left wing bookstore. I bought because I felt guilty about browsing so long. A wonderful autobiography, and perhaps the best I've ever read by a nonprofessional writer. A fascinating life this guy lead.
Loved it. I loved the window it gives into the late 19th century, a time before police radios, credit checks, and widespread fingerprinting. A time when paper money was not completely trusted. A time when grizzled civil war veterans populated hobo jungles and strait jackets were used to punish prisoners.
I also loved it from a security perspective. The author's objectives (anonymity, recon, break-ins, secure drops) were analogous to those of a computer hacker and he came up with some ingenious ha
Loved it. I loved the window it gives into the late 19th century, a time before police radios, credit checks, and widespread fingerprinting. A time when paper money was not completely trusted. A time when grizzled civil war veterans populated hobo jungles and strait jackets were used to punish prisoners.
I also loved it from a security perspective. The author's objectives (anonymity, recon, break-ins, secure drops) were analogous to those of a computer hacker and he came up with some ingenious hacks that are relevant to modern-day computer security.
For example, he encountered an uncrackable safe that was due to have a lucrative payroll stored in it. Instead of giving up, he disabled the safe so that nobody could use it. The payroll money was then stored in a less secure place.
Jack Black's amazing life story, filled with petty thievery, narrow escapes, prison breaks, and hobo jungles. An insider's look at transience and crime in Depression Era America. A truly unique book.
This is a fun book. It reads like an Edgar Rice Burroughs novel, which makes sense because it was first published in 1926. It presents itself as an evangelical testament to the evils of a life of lawlessness.
The narrator describes his many misadventures as a professional thief. In his eyes the highest thing a person could be was a member of the 'Johnson Family'. The Johnson Family refers to people who mind their own business and who will aid others to stay out of the hands of the law.
The novel i
This is a fun book. It reads like an Edgar Rice Burroughs novel, which makes sense because it was first published in 1926. It presents itself as an evangelical testament to the evils of a life of lawlessness.
The narrator describes his many misadventures as a professional thief. In his eyes the highest thing a person could be was a member of the 'Johnson Family'. The Johnson Family refers to people who mind their own business and who will aid others to stay out of the hands of the law.
The novel is an easy read. It provides a description of the narrator's lapse from being a promising young man of a good family to degradation. He presents, with affection, his apprenticeship and the teachers who initiated him into his calling. He provides detailed descriptions of the use of tools and strategies of the heist, of a number of different kinds of job that he pulled off. It also describes the costs materially and personally of a career in breaking the law.
In the end, I have no idea if Jack Black was a real person or if the story was simply a piece of pulp fiction for fun with a moralistic frame in order to keep the publishers from accusations of corrupting the youth. I pose this because the narrator seems extremely fond of everything he describes. It does not read like the description of someone who really believes he has wasted his life and wants to dissuade others from following the same path.
One of the book's most notable readers was the writer William S. Burroughs, who read the book several times as a young man, and took it as a testament for lawlessness. His reading of the book informed his desires for lawlessness with the highest ambition to be a Johnson.
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"Justice is a word that resides in the dictionary. It occasionally makes its escape, but is promptly caught and put back where it belongs."
Every bit as true today as it was when this book was written. Probably even more true nowadays.
"My experience with short rations in many places has convinced me that we would all be healthier and better nourished if we ate half as much food and chewed it twice as long."
Another bit of wisdom from Jack Black that has more relevance today than it did when he
"Justice is a word that resides in the dictionary. It occasionally makes its escape, but is promptly caught and put back where it belongs."
Every bit as true today as it was when this book was written. Probably even more true nowadays.
"My experience with short rations in many places has convinced me that we would all be healthier and better nourished if we ate half as much food and chewed it twice as long."
Another bit of wisdom from Jack Black that has more relevance today than it did when he wrote it. What would he think of our drive-thru, garbage-gobbling fast-food culture?
Have you ever thought what it would like to be a thief? To be a professional burglar? What would it feel like to getaway with a heist? I surely have daydreamed about it! This is the autobiographical story of Jack Black, professional thief/burglar, who lives a life of crime within a code of thievery. Do not steal from the little old lady landlord, but that jeweler or banker is fair game. Most enjoyable about the book is the rawness and lack of duplicity. Mr. Black has no scruples about his chosen
Have you ever thought what it would like to be a thief? To be a professional burglar? What would it feel like to getaway with a heist? I surely have daydreamed about it! This is the autobiographical story of Jack Black, professional thief/burglar, who lives a life of crime within a code of thievery. Do not steal from the little old lady landlord, but that jeweler or banker is fair game. Most enjoyable about the book is the rawness and lack of duplicity. Mr. Black has no scruples about his chosen career, and treats his life as if it's just another way of living. Thievery is a habit and just what he does.
Along the way you learn about some of his heists, and tips on how to be a thief, which is interesting. Fun read!
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[I think parts of the book were very poetic, and a bit ahead of its time. Prison cruelty is touched upon, and the lack of oversight of the prison system. Ultimately, what changes Jack Black from criminal to law-abiding, is kindness. As he says, "Cruelty begets cruelty, kindness begets kindness." How we treat our enemies is a reflection of what we believe!
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Was made aware of the title through reading The Place of Dead Roads by WSB and was delighted to see the passages that he had lifted from memory after all those years. This is a pulp style biography of a drifter and criminal and occasional addict who lived by a code of ethics that are probably higher than your average New York or London banker.
Recommended historic yarn of a life of crime and punishment.
Salt Chunk Mary's jamboree. "Sanc [the Sanctimonious Kid] and I were fortunate enough to witness the windup of one of her most memorable celebrations. Leaving her hack at the curb, she walked into her victim's saloon and ordered all hands to drink. When the drinks were disposed of and paid for, she put both hands on the inner edge of the bar and pulled it over on the floor. Out of the wreckage she gathered in armful of bottles. One of them was accurately hurled into the mirror and the remainder
Salt Chunk Mary's jamboree. "Sanc [the Sanctimonious Kid] and I were fortunate enough to witness the windup of one of her most memorable celebrations. Leaving her hack at the curb, she walked into her victim's saloon and ordered all hands to drink. When the drinks were disposed of and paid for, she put both hands on the inner edge of the bar and pulled it over on the floor. Out of the wreckage she gathered in armful of bottles. One of them was accurately hurled into the mirror and the remainder at anybody in sight. The boss, bartender, and saloon bums disappeared out the back way and Mary stalked out the front. On the sidewalk she threw away her hat, tore up what money she had left, and crawled into her waiting hack. Inside she kicked all the glass out, lay down on the backseat, and, with her feet out through the broken window, was driven home in state while the town stood mute."
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I sort of wish that Goodreads had a star beyond five sometimes. If they did, I would put this one there. I read this book a little over ten years ago now and I couldn't forget it. I think about this fella and his incredible balance of bad-assery and compassion all the time. This book is a cult classic and if you don't read it, you'll be super sad. His writing style is simple. So simple that the most complex of emotional, heartbreaking situations are reduced to a concentrate that socks you in the
I sort of wish that Goodreads had a star beyond five sometimes. If they did, I would put this one there. I read this book a little over ten years ago now and I couldn't forget it. I think about this fella and his incredible balance of bad-assery and compassion all the time. This book is a cult classic and if you don't read it, you'll be super sad. His writing style is simple. So simple that the most complex of emotional, heartbreaking situations are reduced to a concentrate that socks you in the gut page after page. A real stand-up guy that took the hard road; riding the rails, friend to cultural lepers, a brilliant and honest thief. He makes no excuses for himself. He lays his tale for good or bad toward the reader with complete grace. Jack has a cynicism and wit that would resonate with most anyone but it is really his mercy and kindness that turn the book into something remarkable. So, if you would, anyone...just get this book. You won't regret it and then get a copy for someone you love.
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Written very plainly which makes it read realistically. It was an interesting story about being a criminal, but I found the stories from the prisons and jails to be the most memorable. While living outside the law sounds like a blast - those jail stories were scary. I heard they are making this into a movie. It would adapt to a script easily.
A fun book, I always wanted to know what a “highwayman” was.
That said: most of it is bullshit. But fun bullshit.
There is dialogue where some "highwayman" mentions “Psychology”.
Considering when this book was written I find that hard to believe.
Some of this book was written by someone other than “Jack Black”.
Perhaps my all-time favorite. What is there to say about a man beaten down by life, looking back at the mistakes he's made? The humor and violence of Jack's life are really remarkable. The stories he has to tell about "The Johnson Family" of hobos and thieves are just incredible.
true story. amazing. An America I actually wish still existed.
skip the last chapter (unless you want to read a 1920's version of the last five minutes of a full house episode), but read the epilogue about the author's death.
I remember my father discussing this one which he read when it came out in 1926. My curiosity got me a copy of the Nabat/AK Press edition published in 2000. All but forgotten, this autobiography of a career criminal covers Jack Black's life from his drifting away from his widowed father, leaving the convent school at 14. His heroes were bitter, Civil War veterans, Jesse James and the bartender for whom he worked. His drift into crime came with natural ease as he acquired skill as a thief, safe c
I remember my father discussing this one which he read when it came out in 1926. My curiosity got me a copy of the Nabat/AK Press edition published in 2000. All but forgotten, this autobiography of a career criminal covers Jack Black's life from his drifting away from his widowed father, leaving the convent school at 14. His heroes were bitter, Civil War veterans, Jesse James and the bartender for whom he worked. His drift into crime came with natural ease as he acquired skill as a thief, safe cracker and second-story man. Black's prose is literate (he was reader) as he illuminates the underworld of hobos, grifters, gamblers, fences in his thirty year life in crime, half of which was spent in prison or jail. Black eventually reformed and became a libratian.
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Fascinating book. A glimpse of the criminal underworld between the fall of the James boys and the rise of Al Capone, as told by one who lived it. The autobiography of Jack (Blacky) Black, a small time thug and failed thief. The writing is amazingly elegant, fluid, and contemporary (which makes it a little jarring when he makes references to hanging out with the old vets - Civil War vets). Other than the references that bring you back to the time frame, the book could have been written today. It'
Fascinating book. A glimpse of the criminal underworld between the fall of the James boys and the rise of Al Capone, as told by one who lived it. The autobiography of Jack (Blacky) Black, a small time thug and failed thief. The writing is amazingly elegant, fluid, and contemporary (which makes it a little jarring when he makes references to hanging out with the old vets - Civil War vets). Other than the references that bring you back to the time frame, the book could have been written today. It's an amazing and enlightening journey that I was drawn into from he first paragraph all the way to the end. The writing has a bit of a "pulpish" feel and characters like "Foot-and-a-half George" and "Salt Chunk Mary", may make the reader tempted to dismiss it as nothing more than a fun read but the philosophy and political commentary is powerful and should not be overlooked. Much of the point of the book is still (sadly) valid.
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Honest, entertaining, and eye-opening. Black, working under the monoger of "Blacky", became a luckless, dedicated, tough highwayman and robber. His most entertaining stories in this autobiography deal with his many attempts at a big score -- with never a predictable result. The reader is able to witness and feel the zeitgeist of the American underground at the time, our capitalist - dog eat dog - criminal system. Blacky comments on the inaccuracy of justice. One of his bigger scores leads to a t
Honest, entertaining, and eye-opening. Black, working under the monoger of "Blacky", became a luckless, dedicated, tough highwayman and robber. His most entertaining stories in this autobiography deal with his many attempts at a big score -- with never a predictable result. The reader is able to witness and feel the zeitgeist of the American underground at the time, our capitalist - dog eat dog - criminal system. Blacky comments on the inaccuracy of justice. One of his bigger scores leads to a ten thousand dollar man hunt against him, all while the shop owner he swindled goes broke, lawyers die, and police snitch on police.
I believe his closing statements on our system of crime and punishment were far ahead of their time, and still advice unheeded.
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I heartily recommend this book, if only for Jack Black's tone. He sounds like an old friend coming from a world that's strangely familiar despite being distant in so many ways. And while you won't agree with him on everything, he's always genuine and it feels like you're right next to him through his many ups and downs.
One curious omission from the book is the romantic/sexual element. Early on he acknowledges women as being part of the trifecta that leads men astray, however there are no stories
I heartily recommend this book, if only for Jack Black's tone. He sounds like an old friend coming from a world that's strangely familiar despite being distant in so many ways. And while you won't agree with him on everything, he's always genuine and it feels like you're right next to him through his many ups and downs.
One curious omission from the book is the romantic/sexual element. Early on he acknowledges women as being part of the trifecta that leads men astray, however there are no stories of romantic involvement of any kind. This is where we're supposed to speculate about the author's homosexuality, I guess.
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this book was amazing to read, and an obvious inspiration of burroughs's. i traded for with a less than worthy book that i had picked up somewhere, with a fellow traveler just outside of austin, waiting for my first freight train. it's a complete joy to read, an autobiography of an intelligent literate criminal spanning the mid 19th to early 20th c north america, a picture of early san francisco and of heroin addiction. i lost the book somewhere in golden gate park actually.. i would read it aga
this book was amazing to read, and an obvious inspiration of burroughs's. i traded for with a less than worthy book that i had picked up somewhere, with a fellow traveler just outside of austin, waiting for my first freight train. it's a complete joy to read, an autobiography of an intelligent literate criminal spanning the mid 19th to early 20th c north america, a picture of early san francisco and of heroin addiction. i lost the book somewhere in golden gate park actually.. i would read it again if another copy ever made its way into my life
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Autobiographical story of a depression-era hobo and petty criminal.
Young man drifts into a life of crime without giving it much thought,
eventually goes straight.
The author is a smart and thoughtful fellow and a good storyteller.
The early part of the book has a Tom Sawyerish feel with the young
narrator on a voyage of discovery learning the ways of the hobo life
and apprenticing to safe crackers, burglars and stick-up men.
As a mature man he begins to question the life he has chosen. He
feels empath
Autobiographical story of a depression-era hobo and petty criminal.
Young man drifts into a life of crime without giving it much thought,
eventually goes straight.
The author is a smart and thoughtful fellow and a good storyteller.
The early part of the book has a Tom Sawyerish feel with the young
narrator on a voyage of discovery learning the ways of the hobo life
and apprenticing to safe crackers, burglars and stick-up men.
As a mature man he begins to question the life he has chosen. He
feels empathy for his victims, but more importantly he sees that
the settled life of an ordinary worker is better and more prosperous
than the way he is living.
There are some essays at the back that shed more light on the author's
ideas.
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Maybe it’s the fact Jack Black hails from my hometown or possibly the strong connection I feel to the overall arch this mans life takes but even more likely it is the universal human condition of the traveling man that Jack puts forth on paper flawlessly that makes this my all time favorite book. This is a book that has inspired many great travel writers and adventurers; from the Beatniks to Chris McCandless this book presents a moral compass for those who may have lost themselves down a long ro
Maybe it’s the fact Jack Black hails from my hometown or possibly the strong connection I feel to the overall arch this mans life takes but even more likely it is the universal human condition of the traveling man that Jack puts forth on paper flawlessly that makes this my all time favorite book. This is a book that has inspired many great travel writers and adventurers; from the Beatniks to Chris McCandless this book presents a moral compass for those who may have lost themselves down a long road.
The story revolves around Jack Blacks own life as a hobo and a thief in the late 1800s. He lays his life down on paper from beginning to unknowingly close to the end, and shares his own trials and tribulations with the reader in a simple but well thought out language. Someone who lives an unconventional life as a traveler may find many mirrors within the pages of his book. From a lost love as a boy, something so simple as a person could alter the entire course of a life, to the people, friends, criminals, and situations he encounters along the way. Jack Black does a wonderful job telling us his reasons for wanderlust and justifies for us his life of crime, detailing the code of conduct he holds himself to as a thief and in turn despairs over the futility of the justice system that punishes him. The book was written as a means to straighten out criminals but also reflect the failure of the justice system.
In the end, the traveling bandit is finally taken under the wing of a wealthy man and finds a love for books and writing during his time in prison and after as a librarian. After writing the book he found himself working in for a newspaper and even wrote a play based on a character in his book, but life was “too grim” and he found himself “ready for the river” where it is said he ended his own life.
It seems however, to me, this book is more a reflection of an adventurous spirit that longs for stability in his life and the balance between adventure and a straight life seems a fine line to difficult to balance on; hence the title You Can’t Win.
In the end, this book is a very well crafted and heartfelt story; a piece of history, a personal journey, and simply a good read.
John Black was a late 19th century/early 20th century hobo and professional burglar, living out the dying age of the Wild West. He wrote You Can't Win (Macmillan, 1926) a memoir or sketched autobiography describing his days on the road and life as an outlaw. Black's book was written as an anti-crime book urging criminals to go straight but is also his statement of belief in the futility of prisons
John Black was a late 19th century/early 20th century hobo and professional burglar, living out the dying age of the Wild West. He wrote You Can't Win (Macmillan, 1926) a memoir or sketched autobiography describing his days on the road and life as an outlaw. Black's book was written as an anti-crime book urging criminals to go straight but is also his statement of belief in the futility of prisons and the criminal justice system, hence the title of the book. Jack Black was writing from experience, having spent thirty years (fifteen of which were spent in various prisons) as a traveling criminal and offers tales of being a cross-country stick-up man, home burglar, petty thief, and opium fiend.
Jack Black is an essentially anonymous figure (even his actual name is uncertain) who is recognized through association with William S. Burroughs. Although his philosophy on life was especially influential to Burroughs, who associated with similar characters in his early adulthood and mirrored the style of You Can't Win with his first published book, Junkie, Black's writings also had a profound effect on the writings and lives of all the Beat Generation.
After his last spell in prison Jack Black became friends with wealthy patron Fremont Older and worked for Older's newspaper The San Francisco Call. He worked on his autobiography with Rose Wilder Lane and eventually composed essays and lectured throughout the country on prison reform. He was also rumored to have received a stipend of $150 dollars a week to draft a screenplay titled Salt Chunk Mary with co-author Bessie Beatty, based around the infamous vagabond ally and fence of the same name in You Can't Win. The play flopped, although he was able to attain some amount of popularity, which subsided quickly. He is believed to have committed suicide in 1932 by drowning, as he reportedly told his friends that if life got too grim, he would row out into New York Harbor and, with weights tied to his feet, drop overboard. In
You Can't Win
Black describes this state of mind as being "ready for the river."
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“I was wrong. I knew I was wrong, and yet I persisted. If that is possible of any explanation it is this: From the day I left my father my lines had been cast, or I cast them myself, among crooked people. I had not spent one hour in the company of an honest person. I had lived in an atmosphere of larceny, theft, crime. I thought in terms of theft. Houses were built to be burglarized, citizens were to be robbed, police to be avoided and hated, stool pigeons to be chastised, and thieves to be cultivated and protected. That was my code; the code of my companions. That was the atmosphere I breathed. 'If you live with wolves, you will learn to howl.”
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“Instead of finding fault with the fire, I gave thanks for the metal to take the temper and hold it.”
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