I was in 6th grade with my brand new tattoo and Girbaud jeans (anyone remember those?), Brut cologne (nasty stuff) and Airwalk Ones... walking with a strut like a rooster on crack.It was a great year for me. Some of the learning inflicted on me during those great times was from the D.A.R.E program. If anyone doesn't know, that means "Drug Abuse Resistance Education". It began as a result of Ronald Reagan and George Bush's "War On Drugs". What a success that little project turned out to be, yeah? 
Anyway, the D.A.R.E classes were run by a police officer who was trained in it's nationally mandated curriculum. Our officer was "Officer Mahaffey". He would flirt with the girls and make jokes about junkies while making us watch propaganda films disguised as horror films disguised as shitty documentaries about drugs. At the end of the course we held a play in which some of the kids dressed up like hippies and acted out highs from various drugs. There was plenty of laughter and clapping. After all this nationally funded indoctrination coupled with the sagelike words of my then favorite bands, I felt knowledgeable about drugs... and curious as hell. I was not alone. I'm pretty sure that most of my generation in America felt the same. We were listening to bands like Jane's Addiction and NIN, Butthole Surfers, Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins and Sonic Youth... all of whose music is thoroughly steeped in drugs. So all I'm saying is, come on... did the kids in the us really need this program? Or is it just another number in a long chain of fuck-ups that have lead to the current "economic downturn" that we now face?
Regardless, I ended up smoking pot for the first time less than 3 months later. Within a year i had progressed to cocaine, meth and LSD. Officer Mahaffey was also charged and convicted with possession of marijuana during that time.
This and other strangely twisted circumstances have led me to believe that America has reached a state of mass surrealism in which shameful and gut-twisting occurrences have become a source for laughter. It's self preservation. Would it be better if we screamed? lmao... 
Anyway, is it like this in anyone else's country?
So... yeah. That's what I thought about for a while today. 1
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