Alright...I just want to say something about this post
. I was mentioned, by the way. Can't just let it go! ;)
I think the war on drugs is a ridiculous war. I believe that too many people are arrested for relatively minor offenses. So you maybe smoke a joint on Friday nights after a long work week. I'll usually have a beer or two. So in that regard, yes, I'll agree with you.
But don't even begin to try and convince me that all drugs should be legal. If you want to get into a debate about this, fine. If you believe that you have enough personal responsibility for it, fine. I can't tell you that you're wrong. Only you know what you can handle. But to say and believe something as narrow minded that all drugs should be legal . . . that blows my mind. You want to fuck yourself up? Whatever. You can't deny that some drugs have severe
effects on your mental and physical well being. Personally, I think you are one selfish bastard to wreak that havoc on your life. Not only with regards to the damage done to yourself, but the emotional hell and more that you put the people you care about through. "I'm only getting high . . . I'm only hurting myself." This is one very poor excuse for destroying lives. I'm not stupid enough to believe that everyone who shoots their heroin will die. I'm not naive enough to know that the first time you smoke that marijuana, your reaction time will be slowed enough to cause a car crash. I'm not dumb enough to believe that the first shot of vodka you have will cause you to do the same.
But there is always the chance that it will.
I'm so glad that so many of you are willing to take that chance. Go ahead and give me your excuses. "I only do it in the privacy of my own home." "I only do it once a week." "I'm never around anyone else."
I have seen too many lives destroyed by drugs. I've seen children who lost their parents. I've seen guys and girls go into serious debt for their next hit.
You wouldn't believe the amount of ecstasy I took while in college. The amount of marijuana I smoked. The acid, and GHB, and cocaine. The uppers and downers and painkillers to paint the sky with happiness.
Six years later. My brain chemistry has changed. I'm not the same. And I don't feel like explaining any more.
My friend who did meth nearly 10 years ago. He is now a schizophrenic, diabetic with sleep apnea. My friend in college, whom I will never forget, decided to take his ecstasy and go swimming. He drowned. Another friend, who took some GHB and collapsed on a dance floor. He nearly died.
And these are just a few of the stories that I know.
You do whatever you want. But don't, for one single second, begin to try and convince me that drugs should be legalized. I was incredibly stupid and regret it all what I did in college. I never thought I would say that, and you couldn't convince me then otherwise. In fact, if I could go back today and tell myself to not do it, I wouldn't have listened.
You need to listen.