We are the rogue males of 1950s crime. In a lost America of big cars, cheap gas and open roads, we travel in rape, violence and sudden death. We stoke ourselves on booze, reefers, pep pills and heroin. We mock law and society's rules. Work? That's for jerks. Impulse is our only master. We take what we please, be it a payroll, a woman, or a life Our numbers are legion, from two-bit punks to Park Avenue playboys, from mama's boys to hardboiled hoodlums. Drifters, beatniks, dope fiends, rape artists, grifters, teenage delinquents, and many more. We're all here, and these are our true life stories, torn from the annals of 1950s crime. One more thing: we all got caught, convicted, and liquidated by the state Hoodlums, Hopheads, and Hepcats, singly or in combination, they spell "Trouble" for decent citizens and the police. Collected here is a double fistful of true crime tales from the 1950s, documenting their criminal ways, wild rides and dire fates at the hands of the Law.