The Gangs of Disneyland

disney gangs

Gangs roam Disneyland. Turf wars and occasional fisticuffs occur however Disney tolerates these activities.

main street elite

Fashioned like biker gangs, these Disney gangs have vests, patches, probation and initiation rites. At last count, there are almost 100 separate gangs. It’s all fun and games until some gangs interact. Especially if they’re “DUI” or “Disney Under the Influence”. Yes, Virginia , Disneyland has places where beer is sold. These folks take Disneyland very, very seriously. With Park Passes in hand, they roam the park. They have been known to “claim” certain park benches or areas in the Park. “The Main Street Elite” for example claim um…Main Street.

There are many Disney social groups. The “Bikers” admit that they are on the weird end of the spectrum and like to emphasize that they there benign. They conduct fund raisers. Disneyland itself tolerates them because their number one rule is it fact, Disneyland’s number one rule.

“Do not damage the Disney Fantasy”

Gangs have sung to children on their First Visit. They pick up trash. Their code of conduct demands everyone follow park rules and not become “Treasured Guests”, Disney’s code word for disruptive visitors. Most “gangs” can be seen pushing strollers as they bring their kids to experience the “Magic of Disney”

How Bad Ass can you be pushing a stroller?

The Dark Side

Like people everywhere, there are assholes that screw up the Good Times for everyone. A civil lawsuit filed in Orange County Superior Court has revealed a dark undercurrent to the pastime. Of course they did, it is California. The head of one club has accused another of using gangster-like tactics to try to collect “protection” money for a charity fundraiser at the park. The walk was due to take place on September 11, 2016, to benefit families of the firefighters killed during 9/11.

It sounds like a Mob movie set in a theme park. The Main Street Fire Station 55 accused the White Rabbits of extortion, invasion of privacy and intentional infliction of emotional distress.

Stop laughing.

Apparently, the White Rabbits offered to provide security for the fundraiser parade the Fire Station 55ers were holding for the low, low price of $500. That triggered the Rabbits and the fur flew.

Do you belong to one of these Disneyland social groups. If so, we’d love to hear from you in the comments below. Represent.

Harold the Crane Operator

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This is Harold.



Not the guy in the man lift but the one behind him in the wheelchair on the sidewalk. He stays in the nursing home across the street from where we’re building. Since day 1 when I arrived on this job site I’ve noticed him sitting there every morning from 7am he takes lunch when we do and doesn’t leave until I shut the crane down and head out. I originally had thought to myself, “He’s just a curious old man and wanting to enjoy his days outside vs being cooped up in his room.”

Well after a couple days, I myself got curious, so I walked over and introduced myself to him. We had a long conversation, two and a half hours worth, but long story short Harold is nearing the end. His heart valves are clogged and some disease has been eating at him for years. ( I don’t know the name of it) and when he was able to work before everything had happened to him health wise he was a crane operator. He said he enjoys seeing what he use to love to do for a living and never thought he’d ever be able to see or be around a crane again and let alone be so close to see one in action. He has family, 2 daughters and a son who haven’t seen him for the last 7 years he’s been in a nursing home.

So I made Harold an a deal! He originally wanted to be put on payroll 😂 as I explained to him that wasn’t possible I quickly came to what I thought was a fair agreement. Our deal is this, Harold ran cranes for over 50 years and no matter how good you think you are at something there’s always more to learn. So I told Harold every day after work I’ll sit with him for a little bit so he can critique me and judge me on how I did for that day (give him something to talk about that he enjoys) while I also get to learn from him and In return I would bring him a black coffee every morning for as long as I’m here and buy him lunch twice a week from wherever he chooses….. he didn’t skip a beat before ABSOLUTELY! came out of his mouth ❤️

I guess I’m writing this post because if I would have never walked over to him i would have never gotten to know him. I’m thankful to have the opportunity to make this mans last days enjoyable. Filled with purpose and to be able to help him smile again. I challenge any of you on here to not be like I was in the beginning and don’t be afraid to make someone else’s day better. Always try to enlighten someone’s spirits. When God chooses to take this man home I’m happy knowing that I’ve been placed here at this location to make his days better. I’m happy with that❤️