Our friend Lola-at-Large from yesterday:
Just a word in defense of the momma junkie. I’ll grant you that she’s made the choice herself to do heroin, meth, coke, crack, or whatever her drug of choice is. She’s put the drug in front of her kids, and that’s a GD tragedy. However, it IS a problem of supply and demand, and statistics.
How many times have you been offered one of the drugs listed above? I have never been offered anything but coke (once) and meth (once). I declined the coke and took the meth, mostly because I did not understand the term “speed” was crystal meth and I was pretty young. I put it in my coffee, that’s how naive I was.
I never did it again after staying up for 3 days and thinking I had broken my psychological center. The day I came down is the day I truly understood addiction. I felt a literal physical pull, akin to a thread attached to the inside of my belly button trying to pull me out of the house to get more. I shut that shit down real quick, locked my doors, and called my supports. It scared me shitless. Two days later I called my sister and told her I understood her addiction experience, and I felt bad for all the trash I talked about her. I didn’t realize there was an actual physical sensation. She quit crack cold that day and has never looked back.
Now back to the statistics. How many times has junkie momma been offered these and similar drugs? I can tell you from my experience in the field that she usually says no the first 50-100 times. Then she says yes, because when you are asked 100 times if you want a hit and you feel like shit and worthless (like poor people often do), then you might think you’ll feel better, if only for a minute. She knows it’s a shitty choice, a bad one, but she’s been subject to a statistical game that she didn’t create, and that could be corrected. We just don’t actually give a shit enough to fix it.
The Commissioner of Safety here in Indianapolis will tell you the crime rate in this city is 85% the result of drug kingpins working just 6 city intersections in a city of 2 million people. He could shut it down tomorrow with the right funding, and he submits proposal after proposal, but the democratic-led council won’t fund it, and the republican mayor wouldn’t approve it if they did.
The heroin-AIDS crisis in southern Indiana is afflicting a county with just 8,000 people. They could easily find the pipeline and shut it down, but they don’t have the manpower or the funding, and the sheriff got his position because of a family connection. He’s no smarter than a fucking shoebox, and twice as useless.
Meanwhile, momma just got offered her 49th or 99th dose. Next time she’ll say yes. She’ll say yes because her food stamps ran out and she worked every single one of her natural supports on the 28th of the month, and none of them could help. The cupboards are bare except for a box of jello and some hot sauce. She has to tell 6 kids under 9 that they won’t eat tonight. 3 of them won’t understand what she means. The other 3 will hate her and every little thing for it because that’s how poverty eats at you. It makes you want to lash out at your own helplessness. She doesn’t want to face that stone cold sober.
I don’t agree with how we run our welfare system. I think it’s a real problem and that problem will grow until the country is not safe for most people, save the very wealthy. But I do believe we should have some kind of safety net. I just think it shouldn’t be a buying program for votes when it does more harm than good. But I don’t blame that on the momma, junkie or otherwise. The shit she has to deal with is not of her own making, and she’s usually too stupid to be anything but a scheming harpy who shits out kids because nobody ever gave her an education or options.
Trust me. I work in a social justice field. Half the people I work with in social work (and used to work with in education) do a half assed job and call it a day at 4:30, going home feeling like they made a difference when they didn’t.
I’m not going to comment right now except to say that my personal experience with illegal drugs is somewhat more extensive than Lola’s.
What do YOU think?