posted September 17, 2007 02:24 AM         

It's been years since I had any direct relations to the drug culture, but rock and crack are NOT the same thing as meth, unless the slang has changed without my knowing about it.

One thing to do is stop with the worthless (even counterproductive) feel good measures. That, at least, will prevent stupid problems to those not involved with meth at all, like those who had to give up their cats because they can't afford allergy meds anymore because of stupid feel good legislation that didn't do a dang thing to stop it.

And is it worth mentioning that I consider government going about its lawful duties in general to be more harmful and deadly to society and children than the illegal drug trade? Or the fact that the government has lied so much about drugs, that they have absolutely no credibility with me? No credibility to describe it, let alone to stop it.

That said, I agree I hate that drug with a passion, and I am inclined to hate those who make it. And coming from me, whose generally inclined to let people poison themselves with whatever they want as long as they take full responsibility for their actions (they kill someone accidentally, eg, that's manslaughter as far as I'm concerned, and intentionally harming others is definitely foul, as is the deadly & damaging waste left by meth makers), that's saying something.

A guy who used to sell drugs told me how to make it and was absolutely amazed that people would put that in their bodies AND having done so, would survive doing so even once. I've never had the urge to try it. I've experimented with other drugs out of curiosity, but that's one I won't have anything at all to do with, nor will I willingly form close bonds with anyone who does it. I had a friend that turned to meth and I cut all connections to her when she did so.

My one friend that turned to meth, though, she had been anorexic before she gave that up and started giving herself permanent burn scars and drinking a lot. She WANTED to harm herself. Meth, and the guy who got her to do it, were just brand new ways to seek her own destruction. Her life did suck, and she had some genuine bad breaks, though so have many other people and they don't do stuff like that. Point being, I just don't understand it.

I don't say that to express my moral outrage or anything, just that I completely do NOT understand the appeal of it. Given that's the case, I have no idea what to tell you.

Quick things that also come to mind: found a milk carton that was toxic, and a threat to children. One meth lab had puddles on fire in their yard.

I once shared a fridge at a boarding house (single rooms for rent anyway) who was on meth and the jerk ate all my groceries in one day (after sleeping for 2 days straight, and being a pain & threat & bringing in thieves--long story, that, point is, he was always a jerk when awake, which he usually was), groceries that were to last me no less than 2 weeks (really ticked me off because I was there to SAVE money in order to have deposit money for the next place to rent and ALSO because I was there as I had just left my former roomies which stole my share of the rent money and blew it on drugs and then tore up my stuff to find more money, so I was NOT in the mood for that).

posted September 17, 2007 08:09 AM         

Desparate, despair, the making of lost souls!!!!!