by banned » Thu Dec 15, 2005 1:19 am
Of course I've noticed that most of the people on this board are seriously humor impaired, so maybe they miss it.<br><br>'Scuse me if I get upset when some asshat tells me that my friend's near-death and the wreck of his psyche was a lie or an urban legend. <br><br>But it's never the attacks ON ME that panster notices--including his own. He's always right. That's rule one. Rule two--there is no rule two. Rule three--see rule one. Rule four: no poofters. He can insult me, ignore what I say--basically, he pays zero attention to the what I say in his zeal to twirl his own ego. Knock yourself out, panster, what you do is so obvious it's...well...humorous.<br><br>""teetotaling sobriety-obsessed prohibitionist pinhead hypocritical freak""<br><br>There's a perfect example: when I'm said I'm for legalization of all drugs, how the sam hill, except in the head of panster who needs a straw man to demonize, is that prohibitionist? Please don't answer, prof, that was rhetorical. I don't find discussions with you worth anything because all you do is use me as a jumping off point to grind your own axe. It's not lack of reading comprehension, it's willful misrepresentation and you do it all the time, not just to me. <br><br>rdr wrote:<br><br>"But the ridicule of anyone who finds them valuable strikes me as motivated more by smugness, conceit, fear, insecurity, and/or envy than by reason."<br><br>Funny, I find the ridicule of those who prefer not to take them motivated by exactly the same things. That you are just sooooo much more profound than I am.<br><br>Well, you ain't.<br><br>Thanks, Kinsei, for noticing that some of us get places by a different road. Truthfully, did I not come from a family where bipolar disorder and substance addiction were rampant, I might have a different attitude toward drugs. But I believe my friend's near-flight was a very fortunate thing for me: it kept me from experimentation--I was actually considering whether I wanted to try mescaline at the point where Gary cracked up. (By the way roberto I don't know how old you are that you think you know what was on the market drug-wise in Boston in the early 1970s. What are you, DEA? <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/laugh.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> )<br><br>"Pro drug propaganda" that doesn't warn people that they MIGHT experience a psychotic break that would RUIN THEIR LIVES is to me as bad as "Anti drug propaganda" that makes it sound like one doobie and they'll go off on a murderous rampage.<br><br>There are routes to mystical experience that do NOT involve ingesting substances that can result in madness or death. If the point is the mystical experience then what's wrong with those other routes? Nothing, except some people don't want to take up a spiritual discipline, they want a short cut. Worse, some people who get involved in drugs don't want a spiritual insight at all--they want a thrill, or an escape from themselves or their problems.<br><br>Funny as it sounds given how stupid people are nowadays, one of the reasons I never did drugs was because I liked being extremely smart and didn't want to risk losing any IQ points. Now, I could shave off 40 and still be in the triple digits, smarter than 98% of the people I run into, and I would be a happier person because I wouldn't feel so isolated and different. I'd just be a happy spud, one 'o' the sheeple. Don't worry, be happy... <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :b --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/tongue.gif ALT=":b"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>Several years ago I had a saying I used to sum up my life to that point: "I didn't do enough drugs in the 60s, I didn't get enough sex in the 70s, I didn't make enough money in the 80s, and I didn't do enough self promotion in the 90s." I'm not sure what the 'ought' decade will be known for and not sure I want to know. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :rolleyes --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/eyes.gif ALT=":rolleyes"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>So, folks, why don't you give me some examples of some of the fabulously creative things you've personally done under the influence of your substance of choice? Where are your paintings exhibited? Point me to a review of your novels on Amazon, or your film on Rotten Tomatoes, or a web page showing the buildings you've designed. I'm not famous in any art form, but I've written a novel, written and directed plays and studied improvisation, done nature and architectural photography, do figurative clay sculpture, have designed several publications, taken tap, ballet and modern jazz, I sew, crochet, knit and do needlework. All of it on MY substances of choice--Coca Cola, yerba mate, and chocolate (love them theobromines, which by the way means "Food of the Gods!)--and red meat. Can you suggest any drug to make me more creative? The one thing I can't do that I have always wanted to is sing--my voice would drive a hungry dog off a gut wagon--so if you can come up with a drug that will let me belt 'em out like Liza Minnelli, I will happily take it. <p></p><i></i>