• Nevermind! TMI.
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    “Oops!” - Xi

    [ This Message was edited by: Xi on 2002-06-07 14:13 ]


  • Also, by allowing the legalization of drugs you allow for purer forms of drugs. The problem is that many drug dealers sell drugs in impure form and don’t cut it correctly so they can pocket the extra cash. This is especially true of heroin. Also, legalized drugs would cost less than those sold on the black market. That means less money going to corrupt drug lords.


  • “Anyone from Holland, did use go up when it was legalized?” …I’m in Holland, but I wouldn’t know, I’ve only been here for about a year and a half.


  • If memory serves my correct, I think that in Amsterdam, drug use increased immediately following the lift but then decreased below pre-legalization standards among certain age groups.


  • On 2002-06-07 13:51, HortenFlyingWing wrote:
    “That is the thing about prohibiton, less people drank less alchohol.”

    No, alcohol use went up after falling drastically during world war 1.

    “Oh, it is the Middle Class which is big into drugs. It’s not surprising, they have the money. Rich white suburbs have higher drug usage rates than poor ghettos.”

    I think statistically the lower classes smoke more…

    You’re wrong on both counts, Horten. To quote my brother’s history text, “The persistent myth that drinking increased under prohibiyion is not true. Drunkeness and alchoholism deckined significantly in spite of speakeasies.” About the the rich whites using the most drugs, i can’t remeber the numbers, however I see that regularily on news magazine shows.


  • Didn’t think you ment me :smile: Glad to see someone agrees with me.


  • A personal message from Ron Crickenberger, Libertarian Party Political
    Director

    My Dear Friends,

    I was arrested on June 6 for civil disobedience, while protesting a
    federal government crackdown on medical marijuana clinics.

    LP Campus Coordinator Marc Brandl and 8 other drug reform activists
    were also arrested. We had chained ourselves across the entrance of the
    Department of Justice on Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington DC. We read
    statements to the press, and chanted slogans every time the police came
    to give us “one more warning.”

    Before the Federal Protection Service cut the chains and drug us away
    in tight plastic handcuffs, we posted a “Cease and Desist” order on the
    door, demanding that the federal government end its misguided, immoral
    war against sick and critically ill patients who ease their suffering
    with medical marijuana.

    Our protest in DC was one of 55 actions with more than 1000
    demonstrators in cities across America on Thursday. I participated as
    part of my congressional campaign, as did many other Libertarian
    candidates around the country. Americans for Safe Access (ASA)
    coordinated the nationwide action. ASA is a grassroots effort designed
    to force Attorney General Ashcroft and the Bush Administration to back
    off its anti-medical marijuana crusade and to grant states the right to
    choose and govern medical marijuana laws.

    Since September 11 of last year, the federal government has conducted
    at least 5 raids against medical cannabis dispensaries in California,
    throwing patients in the street, confiscating homes, and arresting
    caregivers. June 6 was picked as the day of action because a federal
    judge in California is expected to issue a ruling very soon that will
    effectively give the DEA a green light to escalate their raids –
    depriving thousands more patients of their safe, quality-controlled
    source of medicine.

    Committing an act of civil disobedience was not an action I took
    lightly. I sought advice from LP Chairman Jim Lark, General Counsel
    Bill Hall, Sheriff Bill Masters, as well as all of the HQ office staff.
    And of course, my partner in life, Noelle. I recognized that, in
    addition to the obvious potential negative consequences to me, that
    there was the potential for negative as well as positive public
    reaction.

    MY DECISION

    As “point man” for the LP’s Drug War Focus Strategy – our plan to end
    drug prohibition at the federal level by 2010 – it is my
    responsibility to network with the other drug reform groups, and to
    work with them to help implement our strategy. You can’t do much more
    to demonstrate that you are committed to a cause than to get arrested
    in a civil disobedience action. So I had incentive to participate
    beyond just believing that it was the right thing to do.

    I came into the Libertarian Party because of taxation. I spent most of
    my first years in the LP working on issues that were in the economic
    realm. I did not take up the issue of medical marijuana until it
    touched me personally.

    I had long believed in drug relegaliztion for both philosophical and
    pragmatic reasons. But I had looked on the concept of medical marijuana
    much in the same way that its opponents do: “medical marijuana, yeah
    right, nice try to work toward making it legal for you to get toked
    up.” Despite years of LP activism, and lots of reading on drug
    legalization in general, I was pretty ignorant of the remarkable
    medical properties of cannabis.

    Then my best friend of 25 years sickened with cancer. She was on
    intense chemotherapy and couldn’t keep any food down. She lost almost
    50 pounds, more than a third of her body weight, in just a few months.
    She was on a “pain pump” which shot her full of heavy narcotics through
    an IV day and night.

    Unfortunately, Gina is not a medical marijuana success story. I knew
    enough to have heard that marijuana could help with nausea from chemo,
    but not enough to really push her to try it. Back then I had not heard
    the personal testimonies that make it so clear just how absolutely
    remarkably marijuana works for some patients. For those who are
    suffering severe nausea from chemotherapy, the treatment can be as life
    threatening as the disease.

    And really, the word “nausea” just doesn’t cut it. Nausea sounds like,
    “gee, my tummy’s a little upset.” With chemo and some AIDS “cocktails”
    we are talking about gut-wrenching, lying on the floor moaning and
    crying dry heaves that go on for what seems like forever. Patients in
    this condition obviously cannot keep down any kind of anti-nausea
    medication that must be swallowed.

    Gina bought the government propaganda that smoking pot would further
    damage her already ravaged immune system.

    If she hadn’t bought the government’s line on medical marijuana, and if
    I had been more knowledgeable at the time about how wondrously
    effective it is for nausea during chemotherapy, it’s likely her last
    days would have been a lot more bearable.

    A few years later, I met Peter McWilliams, and saw first hand how
    quickly marijuana could relieve the nausea from chemo or AIDs
    medication “cocktails.” His assertion that “one puff and the symptoms
    start going away” was demonstrated to me at the national convention
    where he spoke. I saw him going in just a few minutes from puking his
    guts up into the trashcan in the speaker’s green room, to being able to
    compose himself and go onstage to give one of the most memorable
    speeches ever at an LP convention.

    I met Todd McCormick, who had cancer 9 times before the age of 10.
    Watching the other kids in the cancer ward die off from malnutrition
    due to chemo and radiation, and seeing her son going down that same
    road, Todd’s brave mother Ann decide to try medical marijuana for her 9
    year old. The difference was incredible. Todd was again able to regain
    both a healthy appetite, and a positive attitude, and survive.

    The radiation treatments left Todd with many of his vertebrae
    permanently fused, and one hip that will forever be the size of a ten
    year old’s – and permanent pain. Many patients with bone and muscular
    disorders that produce chronic pain find that marijuana relieves that
    pain even more effectively than the much stronger narcotics that would
    also make them dysfunctional. Todd effectively treated his pain with
    cannabis – until he was imprisoned for giving the same life-saving
    medicine to other patients.

    I met Elvy Mussika who suffers from severe glaucoma. She treats it
    legally with marijuana, which lowers eye pressure. Elvy is one of the
    last 7 patients still alive in the federal governments “Compassionate
    Use” program, which actually supplies medical marijuana to these few
    patients.

    The feds have not accepted any new patients into the “compassionate
    use” program in many years. I guess we can afford armies of armed
    agents to raid clinic after clinic, but just can’t possibly afford
    “compassion” for more than 7 people.

    Since then, I’ve met dozens of MM patients who have found what is often
    life saving relief from this oldest of natures medications. Medical
    Marijuana is frequently helpful in treating the symptoms of AIDS,
    glaucoma, cancer, multiple sclerosis, epilepsy, and chronic pain. Other
    patients and doctors have found it be very helpful for everything from
    arthritis to menstrual cramps.

    Having seen what I have seen, and learned what I have learned, how can
    I not do all I can to end this injustice for others?

    Prior to deciding to participate in the civil disobedience, I checked
    with our General Counsel Bill Hall who said that “RICO” law should not
    apply to this type of demonstration. We were on public property only,
    and were not trying to influence any type of private business.

    Other arrestees who were in similar employment situations checked with
    their General Counsels or staff attorneys, and were also given a green
    light. In one case, one of the arrestees WAS the staff attorney, as
    well as the head of the organization – Kevin Zeese of Common Sense for
    Drug Policy.

    I was especially glad that Kevin was planning on participating. It was
    psychologically easier for me to join in since two of the others to be
    arrested, Kevin and Bruce Mirkin, were also in their mid-forties and
    heads of their organizations. I do wish we had had some seniors
    participating, but our ages ranged from 20 to me as the elder
    incarcerant at 47.

    Another turning point in my decision to participate was a thumbs up
    from LP News editor Bill Winter. He is usually pretty “conservative” in
    how he wants to see the LP presented to the public and the press, and
    he felt the medical marijuana issue had progressed to such a degree of
    public support that the action would be viewed in a positive light.

    The night before the action I had a lot of trouble sleeping. I was
    quite naturally worried about what might happen the next morning. Would
    we actually get arrested? Would they stop us before we could even get
    to the door? Would the police get violent? Would they pry open our eyes
    and pepper spray us like they did those protesters in Oregon recently?
    When it’s all over – will I look like a hero, or like a fool? Or will
    anybody even notice?

    I read Martin Luther King Jr’s “Letter from a Birmingham jail,”
    defending the direct actions of the civil-rights movement. These words
    struck me most of all:

    “I must say to you that we have not made a single gain in civil-rights
    without determined legal and nonviolent pressure. We know through
    painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the
    oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.”

    “Justice too long delayed is justice denied. There comes a time when
    the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be
    plunged into the abyss for despair. I hope, sirs, that you can
    understand our legitimate and unavoidable impatience.”
    Martin Luther King, Jr. 1963

    The issue and the faces may have changed, but the desperate need for
    justice has not.

    And I thought a lot about my friends Gina and Peter, and cried a little
    for their being gone, and finalized my resolve. About 4:00 AM I wrote
    the following:

    “There are some of my friends that my action today of civil
    disobedience will be too late to help. I take this action so that
    others may not suffer needlessly in the future. I take this step with
    all due seriousness, after deep contemplation, and in loving memory of
    my friends Gina Purcell and Peter McWilliams.”

    ACTION and ARREST

    There were about 25 activists involved – half a dozen Libertarians, the
    rest Democrats and Greens. We had met for planning sessions at one of
    the hard leftist’s homes, amidst posters with slogans like “Liberate us
    from Capitalism.” I doubt he and I are going to agree on free-market
    economics any time soon. But he’s my ally on drug policy, so I
    refrained from proselytizing about Hayek and Von Mises, and just talked
    drug reform.

    We met at 9:00 AM for a few practice runs. But as soon as all of us got
    into the van, something began scraping the ground as we drove. Somebody
    looked at it and said, “its just the muffler strap, we can still go
    on.” I looked again and saw it was the gas tank strap instead! So we
    were perhaps about to turn a peaceful sit-in into an unintentional
    suicide car bomb!

    The driver hurried to beg a local repair shop to fix it quick, while we
    practiced chaining ourselves to a couple of trees that were about the
    same distance apart as the doors of the Justice Department. She got it
    fixed, and returned with just a few minutes to spare.

    During the practice sessions, I ended up becoming the “point man,” the
    one who would be first out of the van and first to be chained. And as
    it ended up, I would be the one who would have to walk straight at the
    guard who was right in front of the door. In addition to the 10
    arrestees, we had 4 people serve as “lockers” who would actually fasten
    the chains and locks onto the large rings on the doors of the Justice
    Department.

    In addition to the chains, we had cushioned pipes that were covered
    with messages about medical marijuana. We threaded the chains through
    the pipes, and would hold hands to make it more difficult to separate
    us. We were not actually fastened to the chains, but would appear to be
    so. We also all had pictures of medical marijuana patients hanging
    around our necks with “Patient, Not Criminal” printed on them, along
    with their name and condition.

    During the practice sessions, what appeared to be an undercover
    officer’s car drove by 3 times, so we began to worry our plans had been
    discovered.

    The “lockers” went on ahead to scout the area once more. Press and non-
    arrestee participants were being held at a nearby subway stop until we
    were chained in place.

    When we left the practice area, the undercover car appeared again,
    followed us for several turns, and then disappeared.

    We circled the Justice Department building once to see if there were
    more guards than usual, and things seemed normal – except the guard was
    standing directly in front of the door. In our scouting trips, they
    were usually walking around or sitting in the shade instead of directly
    in the doorway. We circled once more to see if he would move a little,
    but no luck.

    Our driver pulled to a stop on Pennsylvania Ave, and threw open the
    back door of the van. Heart pounding, and more adrenaline than blood
    flowing through me, I swung out of the van and headed straight for the
    door – and the guard.

    It’s a little difficult to be inconspicuous when you are walking really
    fast, chained to other people, your arm is inside some strange looking
    pipe, and there’s a big sign around your neck – but I did my best. I
    tried to keep an eye on the guard without making eye contact. I could
    tell he had spotted us when I was within about 20 feet of the door –
    but I kept walking.

    When I was about 10 feet away, the guard turned around and ran inside
    the building!

    54 seconds from the time the door opened on the van, we were all
    chained in. Some guards appeared on the other side of the glass door,
    and chained it from the inside.

    A few minutes later the media and other demonstrators arrived. As they
    arrived, we began some chants. I’ve always felt kind of silly chanting
    at a demonstration, but I joined in.

    Rob Kampia of the Marijuana Policy Project, who had brought the media
    from the subway, began the public statements to the press about who we
    were and why we were there. Those of us chained to the door began
    making statements in turn, although we were interrupted a couple of
    times when the Police Chief came to give us our first and second
    warnings. Our response to his warning was to chant even louder.

    I then read the “Cease and Desist” order that was being posted to the
    doors of DEA offices across the country that day. I then pasted the
    order onto the door with my unchained hand – even though just putting a
    sticker on the door could potentially subject me to a destruction of
    federal property charge.

    The chief gave us his third warning. We chanted back at him. They then
    began to move all the media and other demonstrators away, and out of
    site of us.

    They first arrested Dave Guard, the one member of our group who was not
    chained. Then they cut the chains on Jennifer and Leslie, two young
    ladies from the University of Maryland’s Students For Sensible Drug
    Policy, and tried to drag them away. But they lay down and hung on
    tight. Eventually their arms were pulled out of the pipes, and they
    were dragged away to the paddy wagon.

    They cut us away one by one and drug us away with varying degrees of
    resistance. When it came my turn, Officer Williams in front of me was
    asking me if I was going to cooperate or be carried, at the same time
    the guy who was handcuffing me was making a point of jerking my
    shoulder around and squeezing my fingers painfully. I gave out a little
    “aarrrgh” and Officer Williams said, “hey, lay off the guy.” He asked
    me again if I was going to cooperate. My answer was, “the gentleman
    behind me has just convinced me not to.”

    If I ever do this again, I’m determined to be carried off a little more
    gracefully – if such a thing is possible in that situation. In the heat
    of the moment, I couldn’t decide whether to go feet first or feet back.
    Plus, the very polite Officer Williams kept urging me to cooperate so
    that “they would not accidentally hurt me.” My normal nice guy
    instincts to help out when someone nicely asks me for assistance were
    somehow still kicking in, even while the officer on my other arm
    continued to “make a point” by twisting my wrist and arm further.

    So I ended up doing something like the Russian bent-knee dance as they
    carried me off, and feeling like I looked pretty silly. Maybe the
    humorous aspect was why they picked me to show being dragged away on
    the local evening news.

    Once in the police station, we all changed from resistance mode to
    persuasion, chatting up the officers about drug reform policy as if
    they were our old buddies. I don’t think we made many points with this
    group though – one of the officers even said he would arrest his own
    mother on her deathbed if she smoked medical marijuana. When we
    challenged him, he would not back off from the statement. “The law is
    the law.”

    The same officer also flatly stated that police “had intelligence”
    about our plan, apparently confirming our suspicions that we had been
    followed earlier.

    They handcuffed some of us very tightly. I have some existing nerve
    problems in my right hand, and the cuffs quickly caused my hand to go
    to a painful numb. One of the girl’s hands was swelling and changing
    color, and all they would say was "we’ll loosen them “soon.” “Soon”
    ended up being about two hours for them to just cut the plastic cuffs
    off and put them back on a little looser.

    It really seemed like they were not used to the procedure for arresting
    people. They fumbled over the paperwork for what seemed like forever.
    They did not process any one of us the same way. Some of us they
    searched over and over. Some of us they never searched. Some of us had
    our ties and belts and shoestrings taken. Some did not. They had to ask
    us to spell simple words for them.

    When they took our belts, I had a good laugh with Bruce Mirkin of the
    Marijuana Policy Project about “sittin’ here on the group W bench,” but
    most of the rest of our group was too young to get the Arlo Guthrie,
    “Alice’s Restaurant” reference. One of the girls asked if it wouldn’t
    be easier for her to take off her pants to hang herself than to use her
    shoestrings. She was told, “say anything else like that and I’ll take
    you to the psycho ward.”

    I guess logic equals insanity to that officer.

    After about 3 hours at the Federal Protection Service office, we were
    driven across town to a DC precinct holding cell. Our cuffs were
    finally removed after about 3.5 hours.

    We were charged with “incommoding,” a rather unglamorous sounding crime
    that essentially means trespassing in order to block an entrance. We
    were offered the opportunity to “post and forfeit” a bond. This is
    essentially a “no contest” type of plea that closes out our cases. We
    accepted, paid $50 each, and will not have to appear in court. You
    might think they would release us at that point. Nope.

    We kept ourselves amused as best we could, talking about war stories
    from other demonstrations, and discussing what our next steps might be.
    One of the highlights of the afternoon was when someone found a
    cockroach in the toilet. Hey, there’s not much to keep you amused in a
    holding cell.

    While the democrats and libertarians were debating what to do – should
    we liberate the cockroach – or have a betting pool on how long he could
    swim – Adam, the Green Party guy, flushed him.

    As the afternoon turned to early evening, a stream of arrestees on
    various traffic charges were added to our holding cell. While we had to
    depend on what they told us as to what they were arrested for, it all
    pretty much sounded like bogus driving-while-black charges were the
    main reason they were there. I can’t imagine that I would have gotten
    more than a ticket for the same charges that these guys were arrested
    for.

    It’s one thing to read about the racism of the justice system. It’s
    another thing to witness it right in front of your eyes.

    One of the traffic arrestees gave us a good laugh with his take on our
    civil disobedience. “Damn, you mean you guys broke INTO jail?”

    We started getting frustrated that we were not being processed more
    quickly. You would think that we would not have been expecting
    efficiency and logic from our captors. The processing officers spent
    much of the afternoon watching Scooby-Do and other TV shows instead of
    bothering to photograph and fingerprint us.

    A little after 6:00 PM, they let the first five of us out. The rest
    were released a couple of hours later.

    THE RESULTS

    We did civil disobedience specifically in order to get media attention
    to the issue of medical marijuana. We wanted the public to know that
    this is an issue so critical to so many sick people that others are
    willing to risk jail to bring it to the public’s strong attention.

    We certainly succeeded enough to declare the action a success. The
    biggest hits we know of were the two major news wire services, Reuters
    and United Press International. The LA Times, Washington Times, and
    Washington Post ran stories, as did many smaller papers. Local TV news
    affiliates around the country covered the demonstrations. Noelle had
    the rough experience of watching me being drug away in handcuffs on the
    nightly news in DC.

    We are still assembling a comprehensive list of all the media hits, but
    it’s safe to say we reached millions with our message.

    WHAT’S NEXT

    Drug reformers are already discussing larger direct actions in the
    future. But there are vital steps to be taken right now by the
    Libertarian Party if we want to keep the medical marijuana issue in the
    public eye.

    The next important step in our Drug War Focus Strategy is to produce a
    quality, hard-hitting, easily customizable TV commercial about medical
    marijuana that can be used by any LP candidate.

    We want a commercial that will resonate with the 73% of Americans who
    believe that medical marijuana should be legal, and that physicians and
    patients should make medical decisions, not law enforcement.

    And we want a hard hitting commercial that can make it dangerous for
    politicians NOT to vote for medical marijuana, and that can help
    candidates in tight races knock the worst drug warriors out of Congress
    and state legislatures.

    And we want to make it so that not only can it be run nationally, but
    so that any LP candidate or local party can easily use it just by
    adding their own tag line.

    And we want a commercial that will convince people that a policy of
    compassion is better than one of incarceration, and that will motivate
    them to vote for the Party of Principle and our candidates.

    We haven’t finalized a script yet, but we are leaning toward something
    like this:

    Picture a “little old lady in tennis shoes,” except she’s also in a
    wheelchair. Her husband’s beside her, her children in back, along with
    their many trophies from school.

    She starts talking about how the voters in her state voted to make her
    medicine legal, and her doctor recommends it, but the government sent
    armed agents to close down the dispensary. She explains how painful and
    life threatening her condition is, and how medical marijuana is the
    medicine that treats it more effectively than any other.

    And she says politicians who have taken away the medicine that gives
    her relief. She talks about the threat of arrest for using medicine
    that could help save her life, and how her doctor is threatened with
    loss of license just for recommending marijuana.

    And she asks, “Why would they do that to me, I’m a cancer patient, not
    a criminal?”


  • What a waste of electrons. Anony coulda jus’posted the website. no need to clutter this string.
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    “Now cut that out!” - Xi


  • No, cause I’m going to read all that.


  • in Canada it’s prolly likly that pot will become legal for the public in the next 5 years.

    you can allready get a licence to grow it for madicenal use and they may change the penelty for posation to a fine instede of jail time.


  • Well in California it’s especially easy to grow drugs in the hill sides and in homes, which is why we often get reports of drug lab explosions (geezzz… know your chemistry folks!).

    Anonymous receives the coveted NoPrize (1 of 2 so far) from me for the longest post EVER! But the trick is to only read the last paragraph that usually saves me time by telling me everything that I need to know.


  • hehe at the U of Guelph you can take corses on hydroponics and how to properly use it.

    BC and Ontario pot, some of tthe finest in the world.


  • Yeah, the U.S. gets most of it’s pot from Canada. I don’t know what our druggies would do without those canucks…


  • On 2002-06-12 15:30, TG Moses VI wrote:
    But the trick is to only read the last paragraph that usually saves me time by telling me everything that I need to know.

    T VI,
    Thanks for the idea! I do that with some long paras in books and don’t miss a thing.
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    “Why didn’t I think of that?” - Xi


  • quote: hehe at the U of Guelph you can take corses on hydroponics and how to properly use it.

    BC and Ontario pot, some of tthe finest in the world.

    Dude, you totally havn’t been paying attention. Manitoba Marijuana is where it’s at. We received a fair bit of American attention for growing the good stuff. Speaking of which, Flin Flon, a northern communitee is the site of gov’t grown Mary Jane.
    Re: Medicinal Marijuana - you can get similar pain relief from a couple of tylenol (according to one study anyway). We need REAL studies, not the anecdotes of some cancer victims before we may consider marijuana to be of any medicinal use (also see echinacea, etc.)
    Re: Legality. I think that the Cdn gov’t should decriminalize marijuana use. Possibly a fine might be a little handy, and trafficers should be treated the same as smugglers, but sending pot-heads to prison is doing no one any good. I am in favor of putting both marijuana and tobacco in the same legal context as marijuana does not appear to kill as many people second-hand as tobacco does.


  • Well I was never a user of Marijuana. Pure Opium is where all the good stop if at, and with the highest LD50 out there.


  • Getting back to the original purpose of this post about weather the war on drugs should continue/should drugs be legalized, the solution seems rather simple to me. Its just a mindset really. We need to educate people in reality. The purpose of all drugs (except stupid ones like nicotine that just addict) are to take you away from reality, to get “high” is like travelling into a fantasy world where you can forget your current worries and just have a good time. If life is so FCKED up that we can’t deal with reality without artificial aids then I say legalize it all and damn the consequences…but otherwise we should just deal :smile:


  • Drugs do exactly as they’re told, it is up to the user’s will to decide if he wants to ruin his life by taking drugs.


  • ahhh Moses, you liberal you. Nice idea, but we need now to invoke a massive series of steps in order to insure quality of product, education of the people, and keeping drugs away from children. Then you have the societal problems (alcohol being the heavyweight currently in causing these). Also the public purse tends to get squeezed quite a bit by the drug users - both in terms of lost productivity, as well as rehabilitation (how many drug users wish they never started?), clinical sequelae and treatments, family issues, crime-to-support-drug-habits, and other social issues. Finally (and i know this is a weak argument already, ok?) we already have tons of legislation out there in place to protect people from themselves in order to prevent the above listed consequences - seatbelt laws, helmet laws, pharmaceuticals that never make it to market for some FDA/health Canada reason, jaywalking laws, even suicide is legislated (rather stupidly). This is in the name of the public good/fiscal responsibility of politicians etc. I will reitirate, tho’, that users (esp of "soft drugs) should not be made criminals b/c of their addiction or enjoyment of the drug, but do need to be made aware of the consequences. Dealers on the other hand . . . .


  • On 2002-06-08 15:58, yourbuttocks wrote:

    On 2002-06-07 13:51, HortenFlyingWing wrote:
    “That is the thing about prohibiton, less people drank less alchohol.”

    No, alcohol use went up after falling drastically during world war 1.

    “Oh, it is the Middle Class which is big into drugs. It’s not surprising, they have the money. Rich white suburbs have higher drug usage rates than poor ghettos.”

    I think statistically the lower classes smoke more…

    You’re wrong on both counts, Horten. To quote my brother’s history text, “The persistent myth that drinking increased under prohibiyion is not true. Drunkeness and alchoholism deckined significantly in spite of speakeasies.” About the the rich whites using the most drugs, i can’t remeber the numbers, however I see that regularily on news magazine shows.

    "“The persistent myth that drinking increased under prohibiyion is not true. Drunkeness and alchoholism deckined significantly in spite of speakeasies.” "

    you are wrong. I have read the statistics…people drank less than in 1916, but mre than 1919…and it was on the rise.

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