🚀 go-pugleaf

In article <1295@uop.edu> todd@uop.UUCP writes:
>
>Counter-cultural crap??  How about if I believe in nuclear weapons,
>so I go out and build one, is that ok too??
>
>> That phrase properly belongs to the 80's and the
>> environment Ronald "Just say no" Reagan helped to create.
>
>Now you would'nt be trying to imply I am a child of the '80's would you?
>You would be grossly mistaken.
>
>Ok, you are wrong, he took LSD, and other things in his environment,
>trying to be like his older friends, who were into all sorts of crap.
>
>> I also must assume your cousin is not an adult, or, at least, that he bears
>> no responsibility for his drug use in your eyes.
>
>He bears responsibility, and so do his friends, as well as those who
>taught him that such poison is acceptable.  You seem to not be real
>bothered by this idea.
>

I walked into the middle of this exchange, so I hope this is relevant.

Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your cousin.  We've all lost somebody along
the way.  To drugs, to automobile accidents, to falls in the home, to
illness, to old age.  Sometimes to a living death among tubes and wires
in a sterile, cold house full of strangers...

Death is our ultimate destination, and there are many things to learn on
the way.  I chose LSD-25 to speed the learning process and I have never
regretted the things I discovered about myself.  Because LSD has always
been a positive experience for me, I simply cannot comprehend your
reference to it as "poison" except as a propagandistic metaphor.  I
think that this is why whoever-that-was stereotyped you as a child of
the '80s: because the '80s is full of Nancy *Just Say No* Reagan and
piss tests that get you fired if you take antihistamines.

Your cousin, I'm sure, bore the responsibility for his decisions.  He
made the decisions that were right for him, and if they happened to
destroy him, they were still his decisions.  I have always noticed
that certain personality types misuse any substance available, drive
like maniacs, perhaps are accident prone.  It bothers the heck out
of me when I see someone I care about is bent on self-destruction.
Their end doesn't bother me quite as much as the sudden tragedy--
the quiet one who buys it on the way to work one morning because
someone else wasn't paying attention.

The real question you must ask in making sense of it all is not 
"Why did his friends teach him that LSD is acceptable?" so much as
it is "Why did he pick those people to be his friends instead of
hanging around with the Young Republicans?"

Good luck to you.
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