I Don't Want to Wake Up in the Middle of the Night Worrying Anymore.
(I actually wrote this for my own blog, but I am
going to donate it here, coz it's a better place.)
Glutter Socio-Political Rants: The Drug Issue
I just woke up in the middle of the night. It's 4
something blah blah am. I had a dream I was on the
phone with a dear dear friend who is a meth addict,
and that in one hand I was holding a little girl and
on the other telling him to please stay away from me
until he gets clean.
But at 4am I just want to ask, why don't they just
legalize the stuff and use the tax money to build
rehabs, plug it back in educational campaigns and
community centers and help all those people who are in
trouble and their families?
My friend has two little girls. One who is 11 and the
other who is 7. They don't have a daddy. Not a real
one. And he hates himself and the world because he
feels his children were taken away from him. He will
cry while he cooks thinking of the times when he was
able to do this for his little girls.
Those girls will grow up knowing their father is an
addict and his parents knowing their two sons are
addicts and wonder what they did wrong.
I don't know if they did anything wrong. This guy is
brilliant, his brother even more. You know that your
Air Nikes now have greenhouse-safe gas in them? Yeah.
Partly thanks to the world's favorite villain: a drug
addict.
Maybe they were just self medicating, whatever
bio-chemistry imbalance they were born with and it got
out of hand. Maybe they were weak, maybe they made
some stupid mistake. Aren't we allowed those? I just
know they are in trouble and they are more likely to
end up in jail than rehab. Seems wrong to me.
I have no moral problems with drugs but I have issues
with the fact it's not legal. We can build guns,
bombs, and start wars and be rich, Presidents, Prime
Ministers or whatever, but if you grow a little pot in
the basement you can be incarcerated. It makes me know
that at the end of the day, the system is bunk.
I don't believe in it.
Call me a radical, which is my favorite new word, coz
it sounds so sixties. Call me an idealist. Call me
mad. Whatever. I just know it doesn't work as it is
because if it did, the world would not have a drug
problem. I think I am just practical.
See a problem admit the way it used to be was wrong.
Sorry to all those people who invested a career or a
religion or a belief that didn't work out. Grow up. It
happens, deal with it. Coz right now the governments
and the people keep wasting tax money building prisons
and knocking its head against a wall.
Time to re-conceive real solutions to problems.
If it means trying new ways to do things. I am all for
it. If it fails. Whoo Hoo, we are back where we
started. He and others suffer -like as if they aren't
already.
I am back into bed. I prefer if I didn't have to get
up and write this at all. But it's the truth. I do it
because I have to deal with having bad dreams because
of both one person and society's weakness in not
willing to make change.
9:04:12 PM
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