My dials are pupilated

"Reality is just a refuge for people who can't handle drugs."
Robin Williams

"I've never had a problem with drugs. I've had problems with the police."
Keith Richards

"Don't do drugs because if you do drugs you'll go to prison, and drugs are really expensive in prison."
John Hardwick

"My dials are pupilated."
Unknown

"I don't like people who take drugs... Customs men for example."
Mick Miller

"Animal rights people are historically overt abusers of substances, but you know; if you took as much LSD as Paul McCartney you wouldn't eat anything with a face either."
Unknown

"The cruelest trick came from the Talibans, who allowed plenty of drugs and then banned music."
Unknown

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Fermă-mac-heroină

Dependenţii de heroină vor heroină. Asta e clar. Sunt morţi după heroină. "Heroină, heroinăă, vreau heroinăăă". Îşi vând chestii din casă ca să îşi ia heroină. Fură de la prieteni. Se prostituează. Naşpa, nu?
Ok. Acum vin eu şi întreb: de ce naiba se ajunge aici? De ce nu se asociază, câte 20-30 de dependenţi, în comunităţi agricole, centrate în jurul unei plantaţii de mac. Să îşi producă singuri heroina. Ok, e greu, dar trebuie să se poată face. Va imaginaţi? O comunitate utopică de heroinomani. Aşadar, daca un toxicoman are un teren undeva într-o zona mai puţin populată, ar face bine să nu îl vândă ca tâmpitu' ca să îşi ia droguri de toţi banii. Nu, să îşi adune prietenii dependenţi şi să le pună planul în faţă: se mută toţi acolo, construiesc o fermă. Îşi vând tot, dar nu îşi iau droguri ca animalele de toţi banii, nu, investesc acolo. O parte din ei se ocupă de agricultura de subzistenţă, o parte de culturile de mac, o parte de producţia heroinei. Nu e uşor de sintetizat, fireşte, dar se poate face. Trăiesc fericiţi. Ziua lucrează câmpul, seara îşi bagă în venă. Un fel de comunitate amish cu droguri grele. Mulg vaca, culeg macul, recicleaza seringile. Familia îi vizitează. Îşi găsesc un guru, găsesc pacea. Îi băgăm în circuitul turistic. Totul e bine.

The way we were

When Florida Attorney Norm Kent received a form letter from Sen. Norm Coleman condemning marijuana, Kent fired off this note to his former Hofstra University smoking buddy.

My friend Norman,
Years ago, in a lifetime far away, you did not oppose the legalization of marijuana...
Sure, we had to tape the doors shut, burn incense and open the windows...yet we grew up okay, without the help of the Office of National Drug Control Policy's advice.
We grew up to become lawyers. Our other friends, as you go down the list, are doctors, professors, parents, political consultants and professionals. No one ever got cancer from smoking pot or diabetes from using a joint.
You never said then that pot was dangerous. What was scary then, and is as frightening now, is when national leaders become voices of hypocrisy, harbingers of the status quo, and protect their own position instead of the public good.
In your public life, as an attorney general, mayor and United States senator, you have been in the forefront of speaking out against abuses which are harmful. You have been a noble and honorable public servant... How about admitting that if the Rockefeller drug laws were applied to Norman Bruce Coleman on Long Island in 1968, or to me, or to our friends, and fellow students, you, I and others we knew and loved might just be getting out of jail now?
How about standing up and saying: "I, Norm Coleman, smoked pot in 1969." That "I am not a gang member, a drug addict or a criminal." How about saying: "I was able to responsibly integrate my prior pot use into my life, and still succeed on my own merits."
How about standing up not only for who you are, but who you were?
Norm Kent

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