I have written on this issue on numerous Internet forums and bulletin boards, usually in response to “recreational” drug users who frivolously bang on about the fun they have on Friday and Saturday nights with friends, loud music and a bag of the infamous “Colombian marching powder”. Here’s a recent snippet.
Ultimately, what people just don’t get is the misery that the drugs trade actually creates. Everybody from your loaded snorting merchant banker through to your common street crackhead believes that the only issue concerns their own rather pathetic little lives, but the truth is that this industry’s tentacles stretch far beyond the cocktail party or dark back street alley. They reach back to countries like Bolivia and Colombia, where the fate of entire populations are in effect determined by this criminal racket.
Then we have the media and celebrity types who bang on about world poverty, free trade coffee and the like, only to go home a do a couple of lines of coke. It was hilarious, for example, to see Kate Moss wearing one of those ‘make poverty history’ wristbands – only to later see her getting busted for snorting a drug that creates untold misery in the very countries these campaigns are supposed to help.
Personally I’d have the manufacturers and dealers eat their product with gusto. And if there was any sign of a lack of enthusiasm, I’d force it down their throats with a stick.