THE RENT COLLECTORS

A veteran Los Angeles journalist delivers a searing account of gang violence and its consequences.

Katz, the author of The Opposite Field, engagingly delineates the story of Giovanni Macedo, who, like so many immigrant kids in L.A., didn’t have much direction in life, swept into MacArthur Park as part of “a diaspora hastened by the US government’s geopolitical meddling and the American people’s appetite for cheap and tenacious labor.” By the early 1980s, that area, writes Katz, “had become an immigrant crossroads: America’s new Ellis Island.” Macedo joined the gang that controlled his neighborhood, a fearsome outfit called the Columbia Lil Cycos—part of a still larger and surprisingly well-organized syndicate with perhaps 20,000 members in Southern California alone, as well as thousands more in “at least” 120 cities in the U.S. and a handful of Latin American nations. Macedo began as a gofer of sorts in an enterprise designed to extort protection-racket “rent”—thus the title—from the street vendors of the neighborhood; if he had killed a reluctant customer, he would have graduated to a full collector. But he botched the job, becoming a target himself for a dreadful mistake made along the way. Katz’s narrative serves to explain why so few gang crimes are ever punished, thanks to loyal foot soldiers and a culture “where survival has long depended on forgetfulness.” There are countless ironies throughout, not least that the city government broke the gangs’ power in one small corner of the world by regulating street vending—so that now, with onerous business licenses, “the vendors still had to pay to be policed.” Macedo’s grim story, expertly documented by Katz, cries for a documentary series to follow his fortunes as, after years in prison, he strives for redemption.

A masterful work of true crime—and, to be sure, true punishment.