tell us the truth about drugs
You’d be hard pressed to find an adult of reasonable sophistication and experience who hasn’t got illegally high once or twice. But does anyone admit it in public? Of course not. Your boss would have to fire you, social services would take your kids and the health police would confidently predict a downward spiral to the gutter. Except that the official line on drugs is, as we all know, the sheerest tosh.
Their harmless use is widespread, but drugs are the recreation that dare not speak its name. Addictive personalities with rubbish life chances, the poor sods, will screw up somehow (if it’s not drugs it’ll be those daft
TV phone-ins) but the rest of us enjoy our poison in moderation.
SHE’S GOTTA HAVE IT
Maybe last week’s Royal Society report on drug use will expose this bizarre state of cultural denial for the cant it is. It recommends that drugs be rated for harm, instead of slotted into the A, B and C categories, and points out that “The use of illegal drugs is by no means always harmful any more than alcohol is always harmful.” What a pity that drugs and how we handle them is an even hotter political potato than road pricing or cheap flights.
