love it when us old bastards club together. You know it's true.
Well count me out of the grumpy old bastards club. I'll start my own happy and content old bastards gang then
I'll repeat myself again here, but this is just for the benefit of any new readers here to add perspective and balance....I had my first pill back around 94 ish. I have no idea what it was, but I was

'd up to the max. Wonderful stuff. Then followed some great times on doves and cola bottles and many other nameless beans - I wasn't hung up wuth names back then, my source was good and reliable, and everything I had from him was class.
For the first year or maybe less, the joy was pretty much the same, then it slowly faded although the scene was the same. I know it had nothing to do with the pills as I had got a large stash to tie me over. In the end it became the norm to add some phet to the night. That was my favourite time, speed was my bag from way, way back anyway, and it went so well with E's as Jarvis the man himself said. So, the magic of the honeymoon faded as I got familiar with the buzz, but I never tired of it. I still loved the warm rushy empathy that I always got. But it was like repeatedly going on the best adrenalin ride at a theme park; familiarity dulled the euphoria, so I needed to add some spice. This was great for 10 years or so, until the magic really did start to get thin on the ground back in 2005 or so. My source stopped dealing, and I ended up taking things from randoms, and the magic turned sketchy and nasty. Welcome to pips, although I had no idea at the time. I just thought I'd burnt out. I gave up ever finding anything back in about 2007/8, but then realised through this great place the truth of what had happened to the scene with the flood of adulterated pills.
Roll on to this time last year when the first glimmers of hope came out. After lots of searching through old and dying contacts (yeah, I am that old

), I sourced some of the orange VW's. Fuck me, it was divine. Like an old familiar warm friend. Sure, it wasn't the best and I had no phet. But it was as good as some I've had back in the 90's and 2k. I've also had the pink diamonds and some crystal. The diamonds were just plain ok. The crystal was clear, sharp, rushy, empathic and musically enhancing. As good as any MDMA I've ever had. So, just as I did back in the mid 90's after the honeymoon ended, I knew I'd never get the exact same feelings as I did back at the very start. But do I get empathy? Oh yes. Do I chat to randoms? Yep, and embarass myself no doubt. Do I enjoy the music? Hell yeah! Do I give massages? Nope, I never did. DO I give hugs? I do, but need to be careful I don't get arrested at my age. Do I enjoy pervy sexy time...fuck yeah! DO I suck dummies? No, just the nearest available nipple....usually the wifes if I'm sensible.
So for me, there is no question that there is plenty of good stuff out there now, and that's fantastic. The price of pills is coming down and importantly, increasing in quality too it seems. Of course there's shit out there, but there always was.
I think the argument has now moved on from there is no MDMA out there now, and it's more a point that some people just can't source the good stuff. And I can sympathise with that one. It gets fukin tough to be taken seriously as an aging head. But lets be right about this, MOP has had some recent success, and even MDMAhead has admitted to finding something close to the old stuff. And that's surely encouraging.
So can we perhaps change the title to 'OK, there is real MDMA out there, but I just can't find any' ...Just to save confusion
So yeah, not all of us aging fossils are unhappy. I'd say the stuff I've had recently, is pretty much the same quality as I had back in the day. And that's without trying the Qdance.