While Snot-Boogie was robbing every west-side Baltimore dice game that he could snag an invite to, and in the years following his untimely death, Avon Barksdale and his crew ran the drug trade in the fictional world of The Wire. They were bigger than the game; they didn’t worry about the fiends, their rivals, and most especially the law. The fiends took an ass-kicking, the rivals were put in body-bags, and the law was nothing short of an inside joke in the Barksdale circles.
They were powerful and rich, and virtually untouchable. Whatever they wanted, they took, and when they found themselves in a jam, they cheated to get out. Most of the dirty work was performed by kids, but it took consummate professionals to take care of the most important jobs. Intimidating and/or killing witnesses took a loyal soldier of the street, a guy like Roland Brice aka Wee-Bey. The rules don’t apply to people like Wee-Bey, his real-life counterpart would be a dirty football player like Hines Ward, formerly of the Pittsburgh Steelers.
In fact, everything about the Steelers of past and present reminds me of Barksdale’s crew of local terrorists. The Steelers thrive off of picking on the weak, an act we saw from the low-level dealers in The Wire’s very first episode, when a junkie tried to pass off a photo-copied $10 bill, and ended up in ICU. Barksdale’s organization had friends in high places, from high price attorney Maurice Levy to the always slick Clay Davis in the State Senate; while the always slick Rooney family gives their Steelers high-powered connections to both the Commissioner’s Office and the Oval Office.
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