Posts Tagged ‘Drugs’

Cups of Hypocrisy

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

What’s the first thing a diner waitress says when she sees you?


Come in with a few friends?

“Coffee? Coffee? Coffee? Right away!”

And you’d better get it ‘right away’, Sugar Lips, because you’ve got a table full of caffeine junkies who are now hurtling through drug withdrawal and trying hard not to snatch up their butter knives and stab the annoying people seated next to them. Most of them don’t talk – they twitch. “Don’t talk to me until I’ve had my first two cups” is the sad mantra chanted by these pathetic addicts 150-million times each morning across America.

When the coffee dealer finally distributes her steaming fixes, a whole new attitude surrounds the group. They’re friendlier – they start to chat – and their behavior would horrify members of polite society. They slurp, they blow, they smack, they suck, they rip open little packets of white powder, tear off the covers of tiny containers of liquid poison, and quickly mix up the nearly boiling-brew – before pouring it over some of the most sensitive parts of their bodies. Ouch! It hurts so good – like the needle prick announcement of anticipated joy when a junkie pushes a needle into a vein.  Then there’s the loud, satisfied “ahhh” which is an acceptable table grunt as they nod to each other in a shared understanding of affordable addiction. Coffee is America’s Drug of Choice – by far.

I hate coffee. I hate the taste. I hate the smell. I hate the mindless rituals. I hate those personalized cups which should say, “World’s Greatest Asshole” around a smiley face. But most of all, I hate the hypocrisy.

Caffeine is a drug – a powerful drug. And if you’re a daily coffee drinker, like about 150-million other Americans, you’re a drug addict – plain and simple. You can’t just quit without significant withdrawal symptoms and you can’t just stop at 2-cups a day. National average? About 4.

Caffeine makes you feel good – but is it good for you? Of course it’s not good for you. But I think you should drink all the coffee you want. I don’t care – it’s your body – fill it with whatever or whomever you choose. That’s called freedom.

However, I would care very much if you’re one of those flaming, “respectable” hypocrites who thinks you’re better than the millions of Americans rotting in jail cells because they loved a drug which is different than yours. Your drug is legal and inexpensive. Their drugs are illegal making them very expensive. Still, we’re all just junkies in the grand scheme of the universe – which probably doesn’t care one way or another anyway.


Don’t Do Drugs Kids,

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009

You’ll Never Amount to Anything

Ms. Cell Aneeus

Saturday, January 17th, 2009

Years ago, a young model friend of mine had a serious drug problem. Between rehab and jail stints, career choices are pretty bleak for beautiful young women tragically addicted to “controlled substances”. Some become professional bed warmers, others become ‘boosters’.

A booster is someone who steals things and then sells them to a middleman for about 10% of their value. The middleman is called a ‘fence’ and one suspects he does not collect NYS sales tax when he sells the goods to others. It’s been estimated that 75% of everything stolen in this country has some connection to the drug trade. Of course even Tuesday and Wednesday, my cats, have figured out that decriminalizing drugs would drastically reduce crimes against the rest of us – but that’s another story.

My friend T. chose the booster path to the ‘Crossbar Hotel’. One day when I was visiting her, I remarked that I would love to photograph her in the very stylish, attractive jumpsuit she wore. It was just a wiseass remark and I didn’t think anything more about it.

A few months later when T. came to my place to be photographed, she unpacked from her bag the jumpsuit! I was shocked.

“How did you get that out of jail?” I said.

T. smiled. “It’s my job, remember?”


What Did We Learn from Prohibition?

Friday, January 11th, 2008


My friend Stanley has severe knee joint pain which,
he believes, is helped by medical marijanna without
the heavy side effects of pharmaceutical painkillers
like Vicodin and Oxycottin.

The State of California issued him a card which
allows him to legally buy the drug in approved
stores without the fear of law enforcement reprisals.

Stanley has smoked pot for years and has not
“graduated” to “harder” drugs like cocaine, crack
or heroin. Also, he neither drinks nor smokes
which many medical studies have shown to be
much more harmful to the human body than pot.

My young friend, Jennifer, is in an overcrowded
state prison for crimes related to her drug addiction.
As a matter of fact, over 70% of all inmates in the
United States are sitting there for crimes related to
drugs. The entire US prison system is an industry
that’s worth a few hundred billion dollars a year. It’s
easily larger than most Fortune 500 companies.

By far, most of the murders, robberies, burglaries,
and assaults in this country are the direct result of
the huge profit in illegal drugs.

What if there was not big money in dealing drugs?
What if adults could easily obtain them in drug stores
cheaply and without hassles?

Would there be long lines of people trying to get
“high” who’ve never used drugs before? Hardly.
When England and Holland decriminalized many
drugs, there was virtually NO increase in their use
-in some studies, use DECREASED (after all, who
wants to be a known drug addict?)

Since the late ‘60’s, the hilarious “War on Drugs” has
cost this country over a TRILLION dollars. Has that
been a good investment for taxpayers? Nah, sorry.
A larger percentage of people use illegal drugs today
than when the “War” began.

Does this make you think? Better not. Hey,
is “American Idol” or “Survivor” on tonight?