If the junkies *know* there is NO help coming and *no* possibility of an antidote, utterly, and absolutely *no* “safety net” there for them, they *might* more carefully consider their choices.
If they don’t, well, life is hard and some lessons, even harder.
Play deadly games, win deadly prizes.
Not a hundred of them is even worth Dave’s good and loyal *dog*, let alone him.
We have had people ODing and *dying* in the Sheetz bathrooms, for God’s sake.
I do not *want* to use a bathroom where junkies may be using this crap [or any crap] right before I go in.
Call me crazy, but I feel I have that right, considering that I am not breaking any laws.
The consequences of bad decisions indeed belongs to the individual making them — not you nor anyone else. And it certainly shouldn’t affect your ability to use everday, public accommodations.
The only thing a junkie knows is that he/she needs to figure out where to score some more drugs. That is all they care about.