All due respect to the Gambinos and the Genoveses, but the Italian mob families arent the only gangsters to make for compelling memoirs. In terms of relentless ruthlessness and its obsession with the almighty dollar, the Irish mob of Bostons James "Whitey" Bulger could match its New York counterparts hit for bloody hit. For decades, Edward J. MacKenzie, Jr. (a.k.a. Eddie Mac) was a drug dealer, enforcer, and key associate of Bulger (on the lam as this book was published). Mac's first-person account of those years is rife with more gory details per page than the entire last season of The Sopranos.
By the brutal code of honor and loyalty in the streets, the candid dishing of such dirt marks MacKenzie as a world-class rat, second only to Salvatore "Sammy the Bull" Gravano, the man who put John Gotti away. But Eddie Mac has some justification in spilling the beans; in exchange for his tips, the Feds turned a blind eye toward his crimes. (It's also worth nothing that Bulger himself was an informant for the FBI.) The author certainly doesnt portray himself as any sort of hero or "gangster with a heart of gold." Witness his charming account of one of many attempts to "enlighten" a wayward associate: "Probation notwithstanding, I had to open Steves eyes a little. I headed over to Dunkin Donuts and bought a cup of coffee for $1.24. Medium, black, scalding hot. . . .Steve was still in his car, sleeping like a baby. The window was down and he had his head against the door, hands under his cheeks. I poured the hot coffee down the side of his face, making sure to get some on his eyeballs. . . I swear if Id had enough money to buy the gasoline that day thats what I would have done. . . but Id only had $1.30, so the coffee had to do."
Although MacKenzie has not one but two ghost writers (Karas is a contributor to People magazine and the author of The Onassis Women, while Muscato is a self-described "strategic communications consultant"), the prose never rises above the level of the sleaziest pulp fiction. But that of course is exactly its appeal, and fans of the true-crime genre will find Street Soldier a supreme pleasure, guilty or not. --Jim DeRogatis
From Publishers Weekly
Former mobsters turning around and spilling their guts is nothing new, but this memoir is more than just true crime sensationalism or conscience-cleaning confessional. Instead, it's a window into an inconsistent world created by inner-city masculinity and the innate need to belong. While one-time drug dealer MacKenzie dispels the myth of James Whitey Bulger being a cross between Don Corleone and Robin Hood by portraying him as a murdering, child molesting, drug pusher who ratted on his own gang before disappearing, he admits to looking up to Bulger (who went into hiding in 1995 and is on the FBI's most-wanted list) and feeling proud doing his boss's dirty work. But Bulger's story, the essence of evil, takes a back seat, playing the foil to MacKenzie's tale of an internal struggle of good versus evil that speaks to America's obsession with the duality of mobster life. MacKenzie's brutally honest account of a childhood branded by absentee parents, foster homes, physical and sexual abuse and poverty is moving. He deftly walks the fine line of sentimentality, rarely blaming others for his transgressions while giving a chillingly detailed account of the role his past played in constructing his personality of contradictions: athlete-hood, husband-philanderer, role model drug dealer, parent-child, gangster-rat. Presenting these contradictions, MacKenzie's straightforward writing (with People magazine contributor Karas and communication consultant Muscato), shifts momentum like a street fight, weaving between the fantastic world of crime, violence and sex and the reality of their counterparts: prison, death and pregnancy. Permeated with the feeling that the now clean author still relishes the charge of criminal life, the memoir contains the edginess of a great thriller. Photos. Map not seen by PW. Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information, Inc.
Kirkus Reviews, February 1 2003
"A tour of life on the edge with a charming, terrifying rogue."
Review
“Eddie MacKenzie’s graphic account of his life as a violent street criminal in South Boston is almost unspeakably brutal, coldblooded, ruthless, merciless, callous, cruel — and fascinating. Reading it is like happening upon a street crime and entering the perpetrator’s mind.” — John W. Dean in the New York Times Book Review
“An almost unbeatable insider’s account of the mob.”— Library Journal
“MacKenzie is the first ‘predator’ (his description) from the murderous Irish mob in Boston to come forward without an indictment hanging over his head and attempt to tell the ugly truth about an organized crime group that plagued Boston for much of the past 30 years.”— Jonathan Wells in the Boston Herald
“Americans love their bad guys and . . . books about criminal gangs proliferate and prosper. One of the best is Street Soldier.”— Les Roberts in the Washington Post
“In my 25 years of studying crime and criminals, I have never come across a book quite like Street Soldier. One-third of the way through, I had to put it down, because I was so shaken by the depraved life and gruesome events that it openly describes.” — Richard Moran in the Chicago Tribune
“This memoir is more than just true crime sensationalism or conscience-cleansing confessional. . . . It contains the edginess of a great thriller.”— Publishers Weekly
“A tour of life on the edge with a charming and terrifying rogue.”— Kirkus Reviews
Review
?. . . from my perspective you have always been a straight shooter, and the testimony presented at the trial of John Connolly proved that your information is credible.?
--60 Minutes Producer Michael Radutzky
Book Description
For decades the FBI let Whitey Bulger get away with murder. This industrious and violent mobster -- second only to Osama bin Laden on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted List -- traded information with turncoat FBI agent John Connolly for continued control of Bulger's criminal enterprise until 1995 when he went on the lam. Throughout the 1980s, one of the Mob's enforcers was the complex, intelligent, and perennially doomed "Eddie Mac," the author. This riveting narrative not only delivers the goods on Eddie Mac's one-time boss Bulger and the Irish Mob in Boston but also chronicles MacKenzie's parallel search for family, respect, and acceptance amidst a life of crime. Photographs and maps are included in this riveting, darkly comic insider's account of organized crime.
From the Inside Flap
For decades the FBI let James “Whitey” Bulger get away with murder, allowing him continued control of his criminal enterprise in exchange for information. He went on the lam in 1995 and today follows top-ranked Osama bin Laden on the FBI’s Ten Most Wanted List.
Edward J. MacKenzie, Jr. was a drug dealer and enforcer who would do just about anything for Bulger. In this compelling eyewitness account, Eddie Mac delivers the goods on his one-time boss and on such former associates as Stephen “The Rifleman” Flemmi and turncoat FBI agent John Connolly.
Street Soldier is also a story of the search for family, for acceptance, for respect, loyalty, and love. Abandoned by his parents at the age of four, Mackenzie became a ward of the state, suffered physical and sexual abuse, and eventually drifted into Bulger’s orbit.
The Eddie Mac who emerges in these pages is complex: An enforcer who was also a national kick-boxing champion; a womanizer who fought for custody of his daughters; a kid never given much of a chance who went on, as an adult, to earn a college degree in three years; a man who lived by a strict code of loyalty but also helped set up a sting operation that would net one of the largest hauls of cocaine ever seized.
Street Soldier is as disturbing and fascinating as a crime scene, as heart-stopping as a bar fight, and at times as darkly comic as Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction or Martin Scorsese’s Good Fellas.
About the Author
EDWARD J MACKENZIE JR. is a single father raising his two daughters near his hometown of South Boston.
PHYLLIS KARAS is coauthor of The Onassis Women. A contributor to People magazine and an adjunct professor at the Boston University School of Journalism, she lives in Marblehead, Massachusetts.
ROSS A. MUSCATO is a strategic communications consultant who lives in the Boston area.
Street Soldier: My Life as an Enforcer for Whitey Bulger and the Boston Irish Mob FROM THE PUBLISHER
"For decades the FBI let South Boston's James "Whitey" Bulger get away with murder. Bulger traded information - about rival mobsters and even members of his own gang - in exchange for continued control of his criminal enterprises. In 1995 the FBI decided to put an end to the sordid arrangement and moved to indict their longtime informer. But before they could act, someone tipped off Bulger and he fled. Today he follows top-ranked Osama bin Laden on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted List." "During the 1980s, Edward J. MacKenzie, Jr., known to his Southie friends as Eddie Mac, was a drug dealer and enforcer who would do just about anything for Bulger. These days, Whitey and many of his former associates, including the ruthless mobster Stephen "The Rifleman" Flemmi and turn-coat FBI agent John Connolly, are all very much in the news. As is Whitey's brother, University of Massachusetts president and former high-ranking politician William M. Bulger, for refusing to testify before a congressional committee investigating the corrupt relationship between the FBI and Bulger's gang. In this compelling eyewitness account, the first from a Bulger insider, Eddie Mac reveals details from the past that shed light on the present." "Street Soldier is also a story of the search for family, for acceptance, for respect, loyalty, and love. Abandoned by his parents at the age of four, MacKenzie became a ward of the state of Massachusetts, suffered physical and sexual abuse in the foster-care system, and eventually drifted into a life of crime and Bulger's orbit." The Eddie Mac who emerges in these pages is complex: An enforcer who was also a kick-boxing and Golden Gloves champion; a womanizer who fought for custody of his daughters; a tenth-grade dropout living on the streets who went on, as an adult, to earn a college degree in three years; a man who lived by a strict code of loyalty to the mob, but set up a sting operation that would net one of the largest hauls of cocaine ever seized. No
FROM THE CRITICS
The New York Times
Eddie MacKenzie's graphic account of his life as a violent street criminal in South Boston (he calls himself an urban street predator) is almost unspeakably brutal, coldblooded, ruthless, merciless, callous, cruel -- and fascinating. Reading it is like happening upon a street crime and entering the perpetrator's mind. It's not pretty. — John W. Dean
The Washington Post
It's powerful stuff, with anecdotes so gruesome that some fastidious readers might want to close the covers and look away. Les Roberts
Publishers Weekly
Former mobsters turning around and spilling their guts is nothing new, but this memoir is more than just true crime sensationalism or conscience-cleaning confessional. Instead, it's a window into an inconsistent world created by inner-city masculinity and the innate need to belong. While one-time drug dealer MacKenzie dispels the myth of James Whitey Bulger being a cross between Don Corleone and Robin Hood by portraying him as a murdering, child molesting, drug pusher who ratted on his own gang before disappearing, he admits to looking up to Bulger (who went into hiding in 1995 and is on the FBI's most-wanted list) and feeling proud doing his boss's dirty work. But Bulger's story, the essence of evil, takes a back seat, playing the foil to MacKenzie's tale of an internal struggle of good versus evil that speaks to America's obsession with the duality of mobster life. MacKenzie's brutally honest account of a childhood branded by absentee parents, foster homes, physical and sexual abuse and poverty is moving. He deftly walks the fine line of sentimentality, rarely blaming others for his transgressions while giving a chillingly detailed account of the role his past played in constructing his personality of contradictions: athlete-hood, husband-philanderer, role model drug dealer, parent-child, gangster-rat. Presenting these contradictions, MacKenzie's straightforward writing (with People magazine contributor Karas and communication consultant Muscato), shifts momentum like a street fight, weaving between the fantastic world of crime, violence and sex and the reality of their counterparts: prison, death and pregnancy. Permeated with the feeling that the now clean author still relishes the charge of criminal life, the memoir contains the edginess of a great thriller. Photos. Map not seen by PW. (May) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Mackenzie breaks his cardinal rule-Thou Shalt Not Rat-in this fascinating and disturbing memoir of a life in crime. Abused and neglected as a child, Mackenzie grew up full of rage and hostility, feelings he channeled into a kick-boxing career and, eventually, into a job as enforcer for Whitey Bulgar's South Boston mob. Working for Whitey gave him financial security, self-respect, and someone to idolize until the day he was busted as a drug dealer and learned that Whitey himself, as a longtime informer for the FBI, put him away. Mackenzie cut a deal, worked a sting against the Medellin cartel (not his South Boston cronies), and slowly tried to turn his life around even as Whitey disappeared. This book is often violent and seamy, but it's an almost unbeatable insider's account of the mob run by the brother of a former state senator and president of the University of Massachusetts. Though not for the faint of heart, it belongs in all true crime collections.-Deirdre Bray Root, Middletown P.L., OH Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Reluctant reformed criminal Mackenzie delivers a gritty tale of stunted childhood, vicious criminality, and struggle for redemption, all with the Irish flavor of South Boston. Born in 1958, Southie native Mackenzie was delivered to and then delivered from a miserably unfit set of parents ("I came . . . from shit stock," he reminisces), but didnᄑt have any better luck with the foster system. Beaten, molested, and generally made miserable, the author unsurprisingly developed a strong survivorᄑs instinct and a mean streak a mile wide. In his early teens, Mackenzie began supporting himself by breaking and entering homes. He indulged his constant desire to fight with plenty of street brawling; detailing how heᄑd break each and every one of an opponentᄑs ribs, Eddie Mac reports somewhat redundantly that he "was vicious as they come, a monster." As such, he came to the attention of mob boss Whitey Bulger. Mackenzie's story of how he became a dedicated enforcer for the man who controlled Southie is full of the standard convolutions of the lives of outlaws. Sometime jailbird, party to various scams, drug dealer, gleeful and dedicated womanizer, conflicted mentor to youth as troubled as he had been, Mackenzie has a textbook checkered past, and the reader is run ragged just trying to remember all the characters the author loved or crossed. His tale is no less engaging for all that, however; the narrative voice rings with energy and brings to life the insular, brash streets of a Southie that no longer exists--though itᄑs still plenty tough down there. Eventually, Whitey rats him out and it all comes to an end, with Eddie cooperating with the government to avoid prison and care for his two youngestdaughters. (He has five.) A tour of life on the edge with a charming, terrifying rogue. Agent: Helen Rees