Are You On Drugs?!...Well then, Gimme Some!!

Via Fagistan, a nice article for all the drug warriors out there regarding the myth of a meth abuse epidemic. Your lies cannot be tolerated, bitches.

Interestingly, the author doesn't fully explore the true origins of the mythology of the drug "epidemic": the fascination with the glitterati. In this case, people believe that meth is a scourge of immense proportion, when in fact it is fairly limited, because magazines (like Newsweek, but more often Entertainment Weekly) and online glam rags (like Slate) do too much navel-gazing and reporting on the famous, pretty hosebags who use coke, meth, or, in a recent weird bit of slumming-cum-trendsetting, crack. Face it: what the pretty people do, we believe. Voila! A public primed for an epidemic.

The article is probably right about the hysteria component: it only enters the scene when brown people become visible actors.

But I for one am growing weary of "journalists" whose "scoops" consist of revealing their own connections to the very problems and behaviors they are supposedly writing to condemn (e.g., "I was at a chic Oscars party--strictly for the A-list--and I saw Colin Farrell snorting heroin off a crack baby's ass; isn't that terrible? What does this say about our society?"). Invariably, these projects become snapshots of the grotesque, with jaded, too-cool writers pulling back their lizard skins to reveal their roiling consciences. It just won't work: you can either be a poseur or a human being. You can't be both or pick your moments.