reading burroughs books in the highschool washed out any potential desire i could have had to ever try this drug. it's as i see it as choice between nteresting expierence and danger of fucking up my life, i don't even consider an option of taking it, no matter what. luckily none of my close ones has ever fallen into this CRAP.


it's a good thread, well worth reading.



edit: seven not crap voters, speak up.

This is one of the most interesting threads I've read on the PRF.

Pumpherston, where I live, has a population of around 1500-2000. I'd estimate that about 30-50 people in the village are users. Seeing some of the people I went to school with and played football with as a kid turn into pathetic, hopeless, skinny, fucked up junkies is among the saddest experiences of my life. So far none of them have died directly from heroin use (one has died from a methadone OD however), though one is in jail for murdering a woman.

My father lost a lot of his friends and former bandmates to heroin.

Heroin is complete crap.

In regard to the comments on the "leeching, scum-sucking thieving dirtbags" etc etc, I have to say there is more than one type of junkie. For starters, there is the Pharm junkie, who is often on legal painkillers taken to the max. These people could be your mom. Then there's the stereotype, stealing your change and picking rigs out of the gutter type blowjob salesman.

The lesser-known addict is one you won't know about unless you have been in the dope scene, although you may know them personally. This is the maintenance addict, the regular-guy with a secret. You won't know about it until you get into the drug, go to cop and next thing you're at your neighbor's or your uncle's house, copping dope off your English teacher or that nice old guy who works at the bus station. There are plenty of people hooked on H that would never lie or steal or prostitute because that's just not their steez. They work, they do regular shit, and when the door's closed they gear up. Junk doesn't turn everyone into a criminal scourge, just the people who have that weakness inherent. Unfortunately that counts for a lot of people, particularly those who get hooked as kids before they've developed strong ethics. The maintenance junkies don't hurt anyone but themselves, in a very slow deliberate and relatively benign way.

Just had to step up for the decent folks.

Boombats wrote: The lesser-known addict is one you won't know about unless you have been in the dope scene, although you may know them personally. This is the maintenance addict, the regular-guy with a secret. You won't know about it until you get into the drug, go to cop and next thing you're at your neighbor's or your uncle's house, copping dope off your English teacher or that nice old guy who works at the bus station. There are plenty of people hooked on H that would never lie or steal or prostitute because that's just not their steez. They work, they do regular shit, and when the door's closed they gear up. Junk doesn't turn everyone into a criminal scourge, just the people who have that weakness inherent. Unfortunately that counts for a lot of people, particularly those who get hooked as kids before they've developed strong ethics. The maintenance junkies don't hurt anyone but themselves, in a very slow deliberate and relatively benign way.

That's as maybe and I admire a lot of culturally significant users of this drug however, on a personal level, I still wouldn't trust a junkie with the steam off my piss.

On saying that I'd legalise it.
Then you'd get an awful lot who would be committing crimes to feed it, not needing to.

When I was 15, Ilost a friend to heroin. I was surrounded by terrible drugs but the most I could do at that point was weed. Billy lived in a scummy tower block, was a punk, couldn't get a job, had a beautiful girlfriend who was my age, he was one of the sweetest men I knew. Not a waste of space, of he might not have been a waste of space had he imagined that he could have a decent life.
One night he met his dealer to say he couldn't pay right away, this guy gave him 2 vials of methodone. Billy took the lot in one go, greedily I'm sure. He was dead by 18.

A few years later, I met my mums boyfriends son for the first time in Intensive Care. He was 16 and had OD'd on heroin. A dealer he and his friends bought weed from invited them to his place and offered them 'brown'. They were 15 and 16 year old boys. He actually flatlined for a long time before they could get him back. His dad was devastated by the whole thing. It took Jimmy a few years to adjust to the impact of the whole thing. On the one hand, he has a lust for life, like he's got a second chance and he should make the most of it. He does coke, smokes weed, drinks alot, racks up credit card debt, writes cars off etc..but on the other hand, he's a talented guitarist and talented chef, he went to college and works hard. He's one of the nicest kids ever and I'm glad he's my semi-little brother but I'm fearful of his chutzpah sometimes.

It's fucking crap because it doesn't just concern the user, it concerns everybody who loves them and gets pushed to the very edge for the cause of this horrible business.