Huaca, I am in agreement with many of the things you write both here and elsewhere. Big Pharma is fucking people over left and right, front and back. Challenging Nature's monopoly by making God-given plants illegal... it makes me sick and offends me as a human.
I was on SSRIs before I went crazy and got myself a strike, but I was also on pot. Not much, though. I was on two different SSRIs and not one cotton-picking mood stabilizer! Pot couldn't touch the fury inside me, nothing could. If I knew back then that I could take an anticholinergic, I would have downed a little diphenhydramine or some Datura (not much mind you) to fuzz me out a bit, because pot wasn't cutting it.
But... Just because it seems doctors and pharmaceutical companies seem to be making up new illnesses does not make them any less real. The problem is that some of us are so conflicted inside our own minds that we need to find enough rest to get things straightened out. Because society grinds us into the dust without a caring thought, some of us need drugs to help us along. The right drugs. Pot, back then, was the wrong drug at the time.
Sadly enough, I'm on pharmaceutical drugs to help me maintain a balance. The government pays the bill, which means the taxpayers are really the ones footing it. I hate to give the pharm companies anything, but these days there aren't many options.
We need a society that seeks to explore natural remedies for modern maladies, one in which all natural plants and plant extracts are made legal to process, possess and consume. Our research should go towards using what we already have to better our lives. Kick the pharm companies out the door and run
them into the dust. I'm so pissed at the whole world, because we are damning ourselves and most of us don't even know or care to know.
Here's a solution: make the world one big garden/farm/nature preserve. Everybody helps in the garden, or hunts, or weaves, or builds adobe structures, or performs other eco-friendly jobs. Anybody gets to be high if they want. There's no commuting because your workplace is at your doorstep, thus no oil is needed and can remain the saurian grave that it is. The world becomes green again, machines are thrown out and people can do as they please, go where they please, and
people in fucking suits sitting around a table far removed from reality cannot say shit about how you live your life. Okay, I'm ranting and going OT.
So I still have some rage, but at least I'm not letting it consume me, or taking it to the streets
