Monday, March 24, 2014

If you can stomach more than 10 seconds you'll last longer than most.



Not that I am an expert on narcotics because my experience with opiates ended when I had my appendix removed and was shot up with morphine.  That said, HEROIN sucks.  It sucks for everyone involved.  It sucks for the user, the parents, the treatment facility and staff, the dealer, the cops, the citizens, God forbid any children, everyone.  When America loses someone like P Seymour Hoffman it's almost as if it's the first person to die of an overdose of drugs.  To be honest, it pisses me off.  Hoffman was a junkie.  Plain and simple.  He was no different than the thousands of people addicted to this life sucking demon.  Hoffman was just like everyone else that falls victim to this drug that shows no discrimination regardless of your race, your background or your income.  He lived in a West Village apartment with a 30,000 a month mortgage, but that didn't stop his death.  Only because he's an actor are people outraged by this tragedy.  I sat in court last week for a traffic ticket and a young pretty girl had witnessed her boyfriend OD on heroin on Christmas Eve and because she tried to hide the evidence, she was charged with tampering, possession, among others.  No one is up-in-arms about this though.  To further my point, I found this video online of a young junkie mother so out of her mind, she couldn't remain conscious long enough to hold her head up or have any clue what was happening to her daughter.  The bad part of this video is no one does anything.  One person videos the madness, but no one does anything.  The drug war is hopeless.  End it.  Now.  Stop spending trillions of dollars on police efforts, smuggling deterrence, non-violent drug offenders filling up our prisons.  Instead, take all this money and move it to treatment.  What we're doing isn't working.  We need to change the defense.  I know this is almost as polarizing as abortion (another debate I'm more than willing to have), but ending the drug war, legalizing drugs and taxing them would eliminate 80% of the violence in the inner city.  I know this will never happen because we still live in a country where conservatives can't process the possibility of evolution being taught in school and democrats can't understand why Obamacare can never work.  The problem in this country is polarization of two parties that can't kick a ball in the ocean standing on the beach.  There are too many problems to count and it's our own fault.  Until people start to approach problems differently, from a place of individual freedoms and free will, our country of greatness is lost.  It's that simple.



Prisoners' letters of advice to their former selves



I don't know about you guys, but I rarely remember dreams.  In fact, when I do remember them, they're usually intense and frightening as hell.  The dreams I tend to remember are a few varieties of the same dream.  I'm either standing on something that breaks and I begin to fall, or doing something very stupid and/or very illegal and going to jail.  I'm sure somewhere there's some obnoxiously pretentious therapist thirsting for the opportunity to overcharge me for their brief and of course callous interpretation of my life and my fears being manifested into a dream of hopelessness and confinement, which in turn, is fueled by fear of commitment and abandonment...or something like that.  Regardless, one's choices made in life aren't always driven by stupidity.  Everyone in jail isn't there because their life path was cloaked in crime and brutality.  Sometimes, probably even often times, these choices were instant, split-second decisions, more often than not influenced by someone else, or forced upon them by a string of bad choices that led them to a life of incarceration.   I certainly regret sounding like a criminal/prisoner apologist, but this exhibit of prisoners' letters to their former selves is brilliant.  I couldn't not read them.  The psychology of criminals, prisoners and prisons in general, have always fascinated me.  See if you find it as fascinating as I do.  



Monday, March 10, 2014

Estatic vs Exspecially

Ecstatic vs Exspecially


People.  No.  Stop butchering this language.  It's not difficult.  The improper use of the English language is laziness...nothing more.  When you add letters on everyday words that don't belong, people think you're dumb.  That ESPECIALLY includes me.  Maybe you are, but if you're not, please stop being stupid on purpose.  The charade isn't at all funny.  Next time, take the time to read a dictionary.  Take the time to ensure you know how to read the pronunciation guides with those funny looking characters found in that oh-so-intimidating reference guide.  If you don't, no matter how old you are, it's something good to know.  Learn it and use it as a tool to bounce through this sometimes unfair and hapless life.  I'm sick of hearing these two particularly, but there are literally hundreds more.  I'm happy to expand upon this word list of ignorance and apathy.