"If you look at the drug war from a purely economic point of view, the role of the government is to protect the drug cartel. That’s literally true."
--Milton Friedman, American economist, recipient of the 1976 Nobel Prize in Economic Sciences.
If most of your friends or co-workers are drug addicts, then maybe it’s time to get some new friends. And there are always people to make friends with -- no matter where you go.
Do we make friends, then, with people at work? Can we combine our jobs with our personal lives, and still maintain a sense of professionalism?
Hard to tell. Most of us just do our jobs so that our bills will be paid. While some of us get the pleasure of making enough money to support ourselves, and then to do what we want, making friends with whomever.
And then some of us have no friends at all.
Still, there are those that have only drugs addicts for friends. Why? Because (like attracts like) the world is doused in them. Barbiturates, narcotics, pharmaceuticals, opiates. The list is quite astounding, at least from my perspective. What’s even more disturbing is how easy it is for our country to be chemically imprisoned, medicated or entertained -- depending on your point of view.
Most of my friends are drug addicts.
Most of the women I have dated were also prescribed medicine (drugs).
And I have met plenty of drug-takers, on the job.
Of course, what that says about me is an entirely different storyline. But let’s just progress this thing with the ways we have been shaped by society, and what we can do to at least enlighten ourselves better to what is in store for our drug-addled futures.
It’s not such a good thing to have addicts creeping around the office -- or wherever it is that you are employed. Are they easy to spot? (I almost wrote “stop.”) Do you know of anybody in your workplace that sometimes seems a little speedy, deadened, listless, over-excited, drooling, over-heated or a little too calm?
There’s a decent chance that most people have met somebody, at their job, that is on drugs. Whether we realize it or not, the upward trends of our drug-culture have never slowed … not since Nixon declared War. (The other war.) And, from what I’ve seen over the years, it doesn’t seem to be abating anytime soon.
So if most of your friends or co-workers happen to be addicted to some kind of synthetic or unnatural chemical, there are a few things that you could decide to do about it. That is, if you decide to do anything about it. Most people just shrug their shoulders, gossiping behind the person’s back, and expect them to end up in a jail cell or, worse, a body bag.
How telling about our society, when it comes to being there for others. It has to be emotionally convenient, for all involved parties. No?
What to do, then?
In applying this topic to our work environments: we could ignore this person; we could inform the proper authorities; we could ask our co-workers if they are willing to share; or we could have a conversation with the suspected addict….
What’s wrong? Why do you do these things? Are you better for it? And what are you going to do when you can’t even wipe your ass or have enough money to get your junkie-ass fed?
This is a difficult subject. And it’s a complicated line to cross, especially when it comes to the people with whom we have relations.
In my experience, it’s also a fine-line for those that have had trouble, themselves, with self-control and discipline.
Because sometimes it’s very easy to go along with everyone else. Sometimes it’s hard to stand alone, to be the one that has to hold up his hand, like a Boy Scout, and say:
“Shame. Shame on you. These drugs are ruining your mind, your life and your perspective.”
Is this not something with which you’ve had to deal? If that’s true, it’s only a matter of time before someone enters your life with a head full drug-fueled insanity.
Or maybe not. Maybe you’ve known how to stay away from these types of people. And certainly there are drugs around that help to bring our minds and souls to the surface.
However, the “War on Drugs,” which we are all paying for, is just another never-ending war. And we are only going to bear witness to the casualties, as the world continues to devolve into a designed chaotic falling-out of our social-structures.
It’s no wonder that so many people are resorting to chemicals to induce a form of calm, relaxed escape; a façade of happiness in a place where there is no hope to be found.
Can we create that place -- whatever and wherever it exists -- in our own minds, without drugs?
Many narrow-minded dick-bags have said that evolution will take care of the weak, leaving only the strong to survive.
But isn’t the workplace a testament to the War that is happening right underneath our noses? Will the weak be trapped in the battles of their addictions so that the strong will takeover the industries which make up our flailing economy?
Are we just going to have to accept that our minds are voluntarily (and involuntarily) being altered by powerful chemicals, with or without our knowledge?
If so, then I hope you can find and keep your truest friends.
In the future, you’re going to need them.