Entry 15- Drug Culture and Hypocritical American Psyche

"If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country."





Edward Morgan Forster








There has been a lot of Bru-Ha-Ha and suspicion and finger pointing and avoidance of reality over the "massive" drug bust at SDSU, brought about mainly by the death of a college freshman by a drug overdose. I want to discuss a few key points about this kind of thing.







Case in Point #1- This is nothing new, children. San Diego, with it's proximity to the Mexican border, has ALWAYS been a haven, resting place, and stopover for drug dealers. In fact, it will continue to be that way probably forever until we change the drug laws. That brings me to my next point, which is something very important we should all consider.







Very Important Point #2- In a society under the constant threat of terrorism, and ten or twelve new government agencies being created everyday with terrorism and only terrorism on their minds as the greatest evil in our world, where does an under appreciated federal agency like the DEA get the funding to continue their Regan-era drug war? That's right! Huge drug busts! Just think how happy they must have been when they discovered a complex drug ring operating right under their noses at a local college fraternity? Frat boys can be tough and dangerous and smart, but really, a trifle less harmful than the real drug cartel in Mexico.







Case In Point #3- When the DEA originally listed the statistics of their bust, they had almost one hundred names of people they had arrested listed as being key players in the drug dealing operation. It doesn't matter that some of those kid's families, the administration at SDSU, or even the local police will go on the record and state that many of those people labeled "drug dealers" were actually only casual users, and that many of them were arrested for unrelated crimes, like reckless driving, or whatever, and happened to have a very small amount of marijuana or cocaine on them at the time of arrest. What the DEA will do is turn over their inflated statistics to their superiors in D.C., and next year, or whenever it is they get their new budget, they will be granted millions of dollars more for the purpose of cleaning up Southern California. After all, there are about a thousand other colleges that could all have the same problem, right? And just because some ass clown keeps mailing and blowing up pipe bombs doesn't mean that illegal narcotic use isn't as dangerous as terrorism. (where do i put the sic?)







Point #4- The myth of the super-secret, stealth, undercover narc. Or, the Mr. White Myth.







I like to call it the Mr. White Myth because that comes from Reservoir Dogs. Mr. White, as played by Tim Roth in Tarantino's cult classic, goes through extensive training in order to infiltrate a dangerous organized crime ring. At SDSU all it took was for the narcs to have money and ask a few people where to score drugs.







Dear SDSU Drug Dealer: YOU ARE NOT IN AMSTERDAM, DIPSHIT.







Seriously, if I was a drug dealer (Which FYI, I'm not. Even in my late teens when I experimented with drugs, I never actually sold them, or bought them in large quantities. I knew for a fact I wasn't smart enough to get away with it.) I might ask a few questions to my customer about who he/she is besides just how much money they have.







Now, I have some feats of bravery for us all to partake in. You can consider these challenges kind of like party games, if you would like.







Challenge #1- I want everyone to go out into the world and seek out one person over the age of twenty-five that has not in some way experimented with illegal drugs, including just drinking alcohol before they were twenty-one. Oh, yeah. Mormons don't count. If you do find one of these imaginary, sparkling clean individuals, that is of the appropriate age category, including the drug narcs and DEA agents themselves, don't tell anyone who they are or where they live. I would bet they would immediately be executed by anyone with criminal aspirations.







Challenge #2- I want everyone, just once, to go a local hookah bar, and while ordering the flavored tobacco for your smoke, ask the employees of the establishment if they could load up your pipe with some ganja, or hashish, instead of that wimpy tobacco they keep using. I would bet the person who works at such an establishment would not only refuse to do it, but would immediately 86 you from the premises. Once again, this is not Amsterdam. It's illegal. Also, that may be considered entrapment. I'm not sure. I'm not a lawyer, either.







Challenge #3- Let's take this a step further beyond the realms of ridiculousness. I want people to randomly walk into video stores and demand to be shown to the "kiddie stuff." Don't even worry about video stores that openly rent porn. I mean, go into fucking Blockbuster and just ask the clerk if he has a secret stash of snuff films buried away somewhere. I want people to walk into Wal Mart pharmacies and explain to the pharmacist that while you do not actually have a prescription, you have heard this is a good place to score Liquid Adrenaline. Here's an even better idea, that I have heard some men in San Diego love to do on a daily basis: Drive up and down any busy street and just suppose any woman walking around by herself is a prostitute. Don't just offer her a ride, DEMAND she take co-pilot in your vehicle.







That is, literally, how flat out stupid some people are in their quest for anything illegal. A true junky will do anything to score drugs. A casual user may just wait a week or month or two until they happen to meet up coincidentally with someone else who has drugs, or may just quit completely when total strangers are walking up to them asking them where they buy their drugs. I have mine smuggled in from Turkey, and distributed by a domestic conglomerate. Yeah, it's called cigarettes. It's legal for me to purchase them, and any kind of alcohol I want also, because I am of a legal age. However, when a fourteen or fifteen year old kid I have never seen or met before approaches me and asks me to buy cigs or beer for them, I might be a little suspicious of why it is I was always able to get beer and cigs as a minor without ever harassing random people in the street.







HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!