Posted on 12/10/2004 1:08:17 PM PST by Red Badger
That was my general experience - however the exception is burned into my mind.
Well, I can diagnose this problem easisly -- If you remember it, you obviously did'nt take enough!
Eating 12 doses of L at the same time...Yeah, that'll do it.
I don't know what you are talking about and you can't prove a thing. ;-)
I'm not sure if watching my boner melt is such a good thing.
Acid was NOT fun for me when I gave it a try back in 1969.My ego was stripped and I forced to see myself completely without all the illusions and defense mechanisms that I had built around myself as a protective sheild.
I was able to just LAUGH at all my contradictions and pathetic attempts at pretense but I could see why so many"freaked out"when they were forced to see themselves as they really were.
On the lighter side,I felt trees"breathe"and saw some wild hallucinations.Yet the experience frightened the hell out of me and I never repeated the experience ever again!
That would be excellent too. My father when he died was flying his Bearcat or Panther. (He had been in IC for a few weeks and was hallucinating). He loved flying for the Navy. He was in at the cusp between propeller planes and jets. He would talk about taking off in a Bearcat running up to full power with both shoulders touching the side of the cockpit, every bone in his body vibrating. He absolutely loved the Bearcat and felt graced to be lucky enough to fly the baddest prop plane ever built (up to 20,000 feet anyway). To say I am jealous is an understatement. I would call that a peak experience. When I was a kid I wanted to be a Naval aviator. My vision precluded that. Consider yourself lucky.
He always said the money was quite decent? I forget what his pay was but to be single and a Naval Aviator he was very happy about it. And then he would talk about Cuba . . . . . .
Yeah, me, too.
Difficult to get the really big score for the cops.
The stuff is pretty hard to make, so any manufacturing outfit had to have its stuff wired pretty tight.
You could transport a HIGH street value quantity in say, a resealed soda bottle, and it would be TOUGH to detect it, even if your car was searched.
A sheet of 100 hits of blotter could be easily concealed under a box flap, in a pack of 4"x6" index cards, damm near every where.
Finally, acid never seemed to draw the same level of interest from the man that horse, weed, coke, meth, and later, crack (po' folks freebase) and extasy did. I suspect that problems in detecting it and popping a large enough quantity to make possible nice photo shoot of the bales, bricks, and heavy duty ziplocks that the cops like so much had something to do with it.
Then they obviously never attended the same Dead shows I did.
; )
Unless you were in San Diego in 1980 (July, IIRC -- my memory is not exact for some strange reason), no.
True Story: One Friday evening, I was drinking with some people on the MB boardwalk and got hassled by the SDPD. During the encounter, I was thoroughly searched. A small of weed that I had in my sock was found, but the eight hits of Mickey Mouse I had in between the foil and the box part of a pack of Marlboro 100's in the flip top box was not.
I happily accepted my $35 ticket for the dope and another $25 ticket for the underage drinking.
One night I was majorly dosed at my dorm - so dosed I couldn't really talk and my Datsun B210's dashboard looked like the space shuttle's instrument panel. My friends tired of listening to albums like "Here comes the Warm Jets" etc and wanted to go out. There was a frat party at the building next door. My "friends" told me to go in. It was Rush and they were putting on name tags and the guy at the door asked me my name. I was at a loss for words so he put a ? on my name tag. It was a "hurricane" party (the drink) and they were having a contest to see who could drink one the fastest. I knew I wanted some alcohol so I elbowed my way up. They put a HUGE glass in front of me and started counting while 4 or 5 of us drank it as fast as possible. I drained it like it was water. They freaked (it contained probably 12 ounces of liquor). They refilled it and I did it again. About that time the ultimate prep (he looked like he was molded out of plastic) showed up with a couple of his friends and said I didn't belong there. I had to agree with him!
I enjoyed it for years but alcohol eventually got the better of me. I have been sober for over 20 years now by the grace of God.
This is true and you make a good point. I think what is a recreational drug for one can be an addiction for another. It depends so much on the individual's brain chemistry and the drug involved. I did my share of drugs when I was younger although I never did acid. I did cocaine a few times and thought it was no fun whatsoever. I don't see the glory of staying awake for days on end. Life is hard enough who wants to stay awake for more of it than they have to. Of the group I ran with I was the only one who did not develop a cocaine addiction. It was not that I was so good I simply did not like the stuff. Those people went though hell trying to get off it in later years.
My drug of choice was tranquilizers. When I took my first one the big question I asked was "Where can I get more" That was a good hint that I could easily get addicted to that substance. I remember a few years back reading an article about the rise of heroin use among yuppies. There were many who said they were recreational heroin users. To me that smelled like trouble simply due to the strongly addictive nature of the drug. That would be a substance I would not even be willing to play with. I have a feeling that if I started I would not be able to stop.
What really drives me nuts is all this crap about gateway drugs. When they came out with the study that cigarettes were a gateway drug to harder substances I almost gaged. I mean good God the same thing can be said of coffee! Does that mean that everyone who drinks coffee runs the risk of dieing with a needle in their arm? Give me a break!
I agree with you that our drug education programs are lacking. However, some drugs are much more strongly addictive than others and there is no way to know who will end up with a problem and who will not. Kids can see though the lies they are told about say marijuana and its dire outcome. Sadly since they have been lied to once they assume that everything else they are told is a lie also. That is not always the case.
The cop behing the counter picked them up suspiciously and asked him what they were. He told them allergy medicine. When he left that area the the cop was still looking in the PDR. They weren't there because they were Mexican! When they processed him out they gave them back!
I would have stroked out!
Well aren't drug charges based on the weight of a drug seizure and not the strength?
Even in my fine granola state of CA, possessing LSD was and is still a felony, even if it is crappy LSD. There is a new (4 years old?) law on the books, that a first felony possession offense can be written off if you through a treatment program.
Less than 1 oz. of weed, even if it is the finest, most mind bending pot you've ever toked, was and is an "infraction" (ticket). In the day, you could get $35 - $100 fine on your ticket and you had to show in court. I have no idea if they have changed the fine since the mid '80's.
Of course the stuff had to be in one "container". If you had seperate bags of pot on you or in your car or house, that showed "intent to distribute"
I don't think the difference is as huge as purported. Both addiction and recreational drug use reference a psychological need for something that takes a mind off reality. It's the amount of use that makes it problematic.
I've personally had to endure sessions of Alcoholics Anonymous for having been caught driving over a 0.08% BAC, and many of the speakers exaggerated their use of alcohol to gain acceptance among the group. It was almost laughable how some thought their intake was worthy of being considered an alcoholic, but I thought the program was better than a session with a psychiatrist. I just don't think it's a bad idea for a person who thinks themselves as a drunk to go to fellow drunks who've stopped, and believe in a "higher" power such as God.
In any case, I truly believe any mind altering activity or "drug" can be considered "addictive". The problems arise when the compulsive or excessive activity results in real life problems. Such things may be resolved by psychiatrists, but ultimately, they need to be addressed by the individual.
Ultimately, I do not think those who support the legalization of drugs (even those requiring a prescription from a doctor) are not taking into account the increased social costs of allowing everyone from our truck drivers to our physicians to freely take drugs that could result in very dire circumstances.
Does a responsible society think it acceptable for a surgeon to take a tab of LSD before surgery? Does a responsible society think it acceptable for a truck driver to get blasted drunk before driving? Granted, such drug intake could be deferred before such important tasks, but wouldn't the legalization of "drugs" result in even more limitations based on professions?
By the time Acid came along, the straight deck carriers were all gone or rebuilt slanted, and we had to find another way to terrify ourselves.
And, as I recall, toward the end of the month, selling blood for $25 a pint was an option -- to make it to payday!
Or, City Loan, at 21%.
Well, that part didn't change.
Give me a break!
Sure, anything for a vet.
SO9
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