Things That Annoy Me: Drugs Holding Hands With The Government

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Yet another punchy rant from yours truly, who is undoubtedly dancing on thin ice. Such dangerous hobbies seem to be my forte lately. Here's a quick look on my opinions of how drugs and the government's supposed war against them exist in beneficial ways to each other. The only people these two things seem not benefit is you and I.

I do hope you're in an open minded mood today.

Submitted: June 25, 2012

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Throughout different stages of the night, I grow progressively more aware of the state I’m in. The night begins and I am perfectly composed. Perhaps a little too composed, to the degree where I am ‘too nice’ to girls and achieve very few romantic pursuits or even just not bothering to speak to acquaintances in passing because I’m too tired or simply am not in the mood. By the end of the night of course, all my politeness and some, yes only some, of my inhibitions leave me for a time. Between either end of the spectrum are the stages where I gradually feel more and more socially lubricated, especially noticeable when I go to the toilet and realise that I am swaying from left to right and am quite happy for no apparent reason. This middle stage is the nice part and, perhaps, the part that everyone strives to achieve but few manage to maintain. By that I mean, they continue to drink because they are so happy and think ‘everything is just fine...I’ll drink more’. Admittedly the people who fall victim to this frame of mind are the ones you see in the street, head buried in their arms or being dragged off by the police. Really though, is it just me who can say honestly that I have never been in any of those situations? I get to the giggly point and stop drinking. From then on I simply enjoy the atmosphere (given there aren’t too many fights or pukers) and, hell, it’s a money saver.

The realms just past this, however, are such deep dark holes of intoxication that many insist they remember little of it and this is the part that annoys me. Whether or not people go out with the intent of getting completely hammered drunk, they will still use the alcohol as a scapegoat. The next morning, if they are totally hung-over or just feel a little dehydrated they will still insist on a severe loss of memory (something I have never fallen victim to, perhaps because I am immune to the phantom that seems to kidnap everyone’s memory or perhaps I’m the anomaly that simply doesn’t drink much). I think to myself that this widespread acceptance of memory loss from drunkenness is perhaps indeed the reason why people turn up to work and receive sympathy from colleagues, only furthering the phantom’s existence. I feel this is a desperate excuse for these people, at the time of intoxication, to consciously let loose and do stupid things. Consciously!

So few will suggest what I’m suggesting, I think, because the harder, admittedly less harmful drugs are frowned upon and demonised. This horrible, sometimes addictive and taxable stuff we call alcohol is the only mind altering drug people can use legally to let go of their stresses and all the cons outweighing the pros (that being room spin, having a terrible stomach to the point of throwing up and a clumsiness that puts some of us in hospital) are subtly ignored by the people who drink, the government and the ‘cool’ kids who try it before they’re old enough. The world over wants to blindside all the horrible bits and just focus on the one good thing. Even now I can’t really solidify the good thing of getting drunk into one justifiable subject. Perhaps it’s just the social lubricant that everyone’s after. Or perhaps it’s the part where we lose grip on our bodies for a time and can aimlessly meander from point to point, giving our undoubtedly increasingly dehydrated brains a break for a while. I don’t know and I’ve been at it for three or four years now. Just like everyone else, I do it to become intoxicated but unlike a majority of the people who wake up feeling terrible, proclaiming ‘I’m never drinking again’ and then doing it again; I’m the one asking myself ‘What’s the point in this?’. It seems to be this question everybody is ignoring in the name of becoming an odd entity on this planet which likes to display from time to time, despite its grandeur as a species, that there is rarely any logic to its life decisions.

Now try your best not to throw your arms up in horror for this next paragraph. Try your best to think for yourself and break free from the restraining cage that our government wants you to remain in... that’s how they maintain control over the masses, you see? I want to suggest, hypothetically that the demonised drugs are not all completely illegal and are readily available to adults with a licence for them. Just the same as you have ID for alcohol, if you will. Can you imagine how smaller the alcohol industry would be? People would realise far more often than what is normal now, that they can experience other things, physically and mentally. These things will far more rarely bring out the worst in people as alcohol sometimes does, and it won’t give them a churning stomach full of unwanted nutrition and it won’t keep them up at the already late hour on the clock, its hands shouting to them that work starts in four hours. Of course, this is a massive over generalisation of drugs and may I just add, I absolutely abhor the ‘D’ word. Even if someone is talking about penicillin or antibiotics, if the ‘D’ word is used, our minds instantly, almost like an instinctive reaction, think of all the horrible things governments across the world have shoved down our throats in the forms of media and propaganda. Again, please try not to hurl abuse at your computer screen hoping I will hear you. I will not and we’re trying to think outside the box, remember? All the way through this article, I am not in any way endorsing the use of drugs. I simply want to highlight the sheer bizarreness of the fact that, out of all drugs in existence legal or illegal, alcohol is the most damaging one, right next to the other nicely taxable drug, tobacco.

These two drugs cause some of the most damage to our everyday Joes biologically of course, but this is bolstered further by our terrible human failing; addiction. Not only are these things addictive and made all the more damaging for the frequency of our use of them, but they are legal and handed over the counter. As I mentioned just now, if I could stroll into Tesco and ask for a brand of cocaine over the counter, the cigarette section behind that counter would be far smaller as would the wines and spirits isle. The companies that are killing people everyday are simply making too much money to care, feeding off the addictions of their customers. They control a monopoly of big franchises and other businesses that I can’t even comprehend and so with corporations with that much power, facing the threat of another substance, is it any wonder that members of parliament instantly get sacked when they dare to mention the legalisation of marijuana? (which for anyone British or not out there, did actually happen!) Perhaps this insane pursuit of, what for many is a habitual period of mental unhinging, is all part of the government’s plan? To keep us in an addled state of intoxication from time to time. Having only free time for the stresses that come back to us through sobriety means they can rest easy in the knowledge that few of us have time to think outside the box they’ve created for us.

After reading this I’d like you to have a good hard think about all things you think you know. How do you know these things? Like many of the politicians that pass laws on drugs, they haven’t experienced them for themselves. Hilary Clinton insists that video games brainwash young children into well oiled killing machines. Yet she doesn’t play videogames... how did she come to this conclusion? Ah, it’s because there are other politicians who want to hear her say it. So, these things you think you know. Did your parents teach you well about them? Or was it, perhaps, the morals and beliefes your favourite teacher insisted you became aware of? Remember one thing. None of these people are you and none of them have the right to control your mind or your outlook on life. If you figure something out, realising that this little nugget of morality or the things that are supposedly ‘a given’ is actually something you’ve never experienced, do not be so ready to judge it. No matter how many countless adverts or politicians or mums and dads have told you.

Think for yourself.


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