I went out on my usual trot early this evening, to check my local shops for reduced food. Good old Co-op landed me some half price minced beef, their meat being free range and scrummy. Apparently the animals involved in their meat production gambol around endless meadows, until they decide to die, under the shade of a leafy tree, happily squinting into the sun, knowing they will make poor people like me a hearty and satisfying meal, and gently shed their mortal coil. Well that's what the gal behind the checkout told me anyway......
Whilst I was on the way from store A to store B, ahead of me on the pavement were four young males, hoods up, and taller than me, and I'm six foot one. In this neighbourhood last weekend an irate car owner got stabbed trying to prevent a thief stealing the catalytic converter from his and several neighbour's cars. I remember seeing a tv show on the SAS about common objects that can be used as lethal weapons, apparently a door key to the temple makes your eyes water, so I fumbled to find Elvis.
As we passed each other on the pavement I got a serious whiff......of really strong Weed. Actually Weed smells rather odd to me nowadays, a bit like sweet coffee grinds. Ironic that many drugs used to be transported in bags with coffee grinds, to prevent sniffer dog detection.
There was a piece in my local paper last week. Some poor Stoner got a visit from the Old Bill, actually at a very reasonable post breakfast hour. There were six cops, and a helicopter......for twelve small plants. Still the OB made the visit worthwhile, simultaniously they nicked some one for riding their bike on the pavement. And they cautioned another for dropping a fag butt in the road. So, all in all, it made the £300,000 pounds of public money spent on the operation jolly good value......
It's like we're living in a bad dream which we can't wake up from. Do the Cops, in all seriousness, think that taking this poor kid out will make a difference to the "War on Drugs"? All they're doing is criminalising some poor bugger. That's aside from the highly expensive resources being used to nick somebody for a few "plants", not guns, not Heroin, not kiddy porn, but wee plants that grow anywhere, and are deemed by our most esteemed scientists as being one of the least harmful of any recreational drugs used in society.
When I was 15, I got turned on to smoking Hashish. Well, it was the last vestiges of a joint, the few mils before the roach, but by goodness it made me feel odd! By the time I was 16 I was a confirmed Pothead. It's difficult to explain why I turned on. Certainly there was a "gosh isn't this naughty and illegal", and "ain't I a rebel/freak smoking this stuff" aspect. But the wonderful feeling of euphoria, and the dreams and whimsy, coupled with the revelation that my imagination could be expanded greatly by the use of this drug, made any legal aspect immaterial to it's consumption, and I became a major fan. And what wonderful Hash was available in the early 70's, Paki Black, Black Moroccan, Red Leb, Kashmir, Afghani Black, and as for Weed, well Thai sticks/Malawi rope twist/Columbian weed/Santa Marta Gold......makes your eyes red just thinking about it! The first time I smoked Colombia Gold(Santa Marta) after a quarter of a joint I simply had to lie down. The feeling of euphoria was overwhelming, and when I closed my eyes I could see landscapes of wonderful colours and sensations. After 3 hours, we could just about get off the floor and sit on the sofa, whereupon our host played us Dub Reggae by the likes of Jah Lion and I-Roy. It was about as close to bliss as you could get without an orgasm. After some 5 hours of stoned rapture, we managed to leave our friends abode......only to be confronted by the horror that our vehicle had a flat tyre!
I really can't believe our government think that the so called "war on drugs" is making any difference to their availability, because certainly there seems to be more drugs in our society than ever before, mostly bogus Cocaine. That is, a white powder that contains 12% or less of Coke, the rest being made up of Lactose powder and some sort of Amphetamine. How sad and how funny, of course people are told they're snorting Coke, and so they attempt to behave like they have. Good little hypnotised robots that they are. Except the Amphetamine aspect of the powder no doubt induces teeth grinding aggression, and pubs that have that element of people are renowned for kicking off. I had a lot of experience of Cocaine when I lived Stateside(and I abhor it), and I've never seen any one want to fight when they've done serious Cocaine, talk and bullshit you to death, yeah, but no actual physical violence.
As far as I can see, despite this "war" drugs are more readily available than they ever have been in my lifetime. So, what is this "war" actually achieving? Well I guess all the people employed in this "war" are getting a good living from it, and quite obviously any legalisation/decriminalisation would leave these people jobless, and they don't want that, do they? And I firmly believe if some bright spark were to look at how many people are employed worldwide, and their actual cost, the math simply wouldn't add up.
Soon, the number of deaths in the "war on drugs" in Mexico will be equal to the number of US casualties in the Vietnam war. That's a fuck off price to pay for a bunch of people keeping their well paid jobs. Will someone wake up please? Rock'n'Roll to the rescue? How awful that a beautiful country like Mexico(and indeed Colombia)is devastated and controlled by organised crime, whilst the Feds are "just doin' their job M'am". That's obscene......
Imagine another scenario. All drugs are decriminalised worldwide at a stroke. Shit says the Mafia, wadda we do now? The harmless Marijuana smokers(yes collective government morons, Weed is 1000% less harmful than all your wonderful legal drugs, like Nicotine and Alcohol)live happy, guilt free, hassle free lives, and get high and love every body. And as was the case with Alcohol being made legal, suddenly there's a huge slump in Cocaine usage, cos it just ain't naughty enough, and hey it's not Speed! If some one is ill enough to want to try Heroin, well at least they'll be assured it won't have brick dust in it that will give them Septicaemia. The Old Bill will breathe a hearty sigh of relief, and get on with their job i.e. nicking crims.
Our government simply won't understand the psychology of prohibition, because obviously it pays them not to......
