Drug Problem

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  1. I can remember my drug problem…. I was drug to the back yard and told to “pick my switch”. Obviously child abuse….. I came out so disturbed…..

    No, wait…. it’s the rest of you that are disturbed, I’m just miss understood……

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  2. I was in a conversation recently in which someone said almost this exact thing, along with a “kid’s today are different” type of statement. Nothing could be further from the truth.

    I graduated in 1981. I went to the same high school as VP Dan Quayle (several years later). Small town, only public high school in a county of 35,000 people. And while I never did any illegal drugs, some of my friends were dealers (and I and my friends were all in the top 10% of the class). One Monday my senior year, 90 seniors were missing (from a class of 544). They’d been picked up the night before at a party the local “big” drug dealers had thrown (and the cops only grabbed the kids that were too trashed to run, since they were interested in the 17 dealers that were there). I knew and spoke with someone who had been there, but had the good fortune to leave before the arrival of the police. A couple of years after I graduated, 12 teachers were arrested for selling to students. There’s a pervasive perception that drugs are an inner city minority issue, but the only “non-white” people in my high school were the foreign exchange students.

    Kids have been experimenting with drugs (don’t forget alcohol) for millennia. It isn’t new, nor was it better “in the old days”. You and I, personally, may not have had a problem, and perhaps for the reasons given in the excerpt. But it’s always been an issue, and it always will be.

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  3. Just say, “No!”… or “Yes!”
    My mother drug me around, which made me a druggie I suppose but my schools were drug free in the 50s and early 60s. Kids would bring guns to grade school though, for tin can plinking in the country afterwards. I remember them leaning in the corner of our ‘cloak hall’. Things have changed since then.

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