Jesus fuck.
I read this thread, all 644 posts, and that's what I thought. Jesus fuck. Did Thatcher put something in the tap water that turned everyone into zombies? Can't folk think straight any more?
Heroin is the most powerful painkiller in the world. There are some kinds of cancer that morphine can't allay the pain from. But diamorphine does, allows the terminally ill to go out at peace. Useful stuff. It's also the most powerful anti-depressant in the world. In case you haven't noticed.
When I was a kid, GPs could prescribe heroin. There were less than 1000 addicts in the whole country. No drug gangs. No narcoterrorists. No war madness. That all came after they decided to outlaw diamorphine because people got high. Pleasure is bad for you, doncha know. So they introduced methadone - just as, possibly more addictive but not so euphoric. Keep 'em down. They ought to work harder, get their pleasure from the consumer goods they can buy with their wages.
And, over the years, we've come to accept our forelock-duffing, shamed status. After the Iranian junk replaced the old Chinese rocks - the Chinese were honest folk, easily taken down by a motivated Met - we had to turn to lemons to dissolve the muck. In time, we found citric and now you get Vit C in your' exchange packs'. But the addicts have turned into lemons. You go to your 'clinic', now in the hands of private companies (the 'voluntary sector', some scam) and say what a naughty 'user' you've been in hope you'll get some slush to drink, under supervision, to stop the 'rattle'. You say you're 'clucking', hot chicken, and boast to your mates if you get over 50 ml.
Dumb fucks. 300,000 dumb fucks. Do you like it on the outside, criminalised, marginalised, stigmatised, destabilised etc? Do you like giving most of your money to crims who think you're beneath contempt? For crappy gear, cut with god-knows-what. Day in, day out, till you wind up in Belmarsh. But now you get a bit of slush on arrival, no more jailhouse cold turkey - boy, aren't you lucky?
Why the fuck do you put up with it? There are more heroin addicts than Unite union members. Why do you let yourselves remain so powerless?
I'll tell you. You've bought into a crock of shite. You've been fucking brainwashed. Maybe that's what attracts you to the smack, you sorta know it and want your freedom. But, with any proper heroin going for silly money, you end up in deeper bondage. They got you thinking how they want you to think. Folk don't even say " I wanna come off " anymore, they say " I got to get in rehab" instead. Jesus. Suckers.
Wake up! There's £250,000,000 (go on, think about it) of taxpayers money spent annually on 'drug treatment'. That's 'helping' you with your 'drug problem'. Where's the money go? Not on you. Unless you co-operate. If your 'key worker' is your role-model and your highest hope, after of course 42 tiers of detox/rehab, is a job working for the company, they'll help you do that. Otherwise, fuck you - the bread's better spend on the helpers. They're clean and you're junk.
Indeed, way it goes nowadays, you're actually expected to help the people who are getting the big bucks to help you. Think about it. Treatment's a big con and you're the suckers. Because you let yourselves be perceived as animated waste, they assume you are. Might as well make a few quid and kick you around a bit more.
Just think what would happen if all of you walked into your 'drug service provider' one day and demanded what you want - a legal heroin script. How many lives in your town would be vastly improved by one- 10, 100, 1000 more? Get on down there, en masse. Do it today. They've got you where they want you. Shivering on the corner. Stop their reporting to government how happy you are with present arrangements. Fight the Big Lie now! Before you're bled dry.
Time for old Charlie's legal, perfect breakfast shot. The corporation now in charge of my script want to take it away. It'll kill me or close, of course, at my age, but no matter. I'm expected to co-operate, to help in my own destruction, or the d.s.p. get mad, say I'm ungrateful for their help and they'll have to punish me to make me learn. Incredible. But that's 40 years of wrong-way British Drug Treatment at its logical conclusion. They've eaten you and they're still hungry. They'll see a few quid in scrawny old Charlie, toss him into the pot.
I'm not fucking trash. I'm responsible and love my life. If you're not trash either, maybe divert the incredible energies you put into scoring to a better direction. Wake up! It's time 300,000 British citizens stood up and screamed " We've had enough of this shit. We simply do not deserve to be treated this way. We're not going to take it any more."
Or shrug and carry on heading down the toilet. If the next post is some arsehole whingeing about the 'bash' he copped today, or how sharp he is to cop 30% pure, I'll know I'm out of date, my day is done. Within a few years, the ideas of the sixties will undergo a mighty revival or their memory will be extinguished forever. I've a sneaking suspicion it's all in the hands of a bunch of sensitive souls decried as 'junkies'. Out the shadows comes freedom or freedom is relegated to the shadows of history. Up to you.
I'm enjoying reading.)
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. 10 o clock our lights were turned off, the night cocky walks along the landing come 10pm flicks your light if you stay silent then he keeps it off, if you want it left on you shout "on boss" and he comes back along around 11pm to turn it off. (i know you know all this bud) plus now they have association most nights playing pool/table tennis/waching tv etc. do not know how good they have it.
