Tonight I drove by an old black woman with a red hat on the corner of a busy road. She had a red hat, stood a little shakey, but I was already past when it occurred to me maybe she was lost. About 2 to 3 hours later I drove by the same place, finding her a short distance still shakey and looking lost. I thought maybe this woman had alzheimer's. I was worried she might be hit by a car or something.
The idea of outlawing drugs is preposterous in my humble opinion. Imagine if we outlawed everything someone could get high from. Paint, glue, markers, oxygen (yes), coffee? That barely scrapes the top of the list.
How horrible would it be to realize only after it was too late that our subconscious, or even blatant thoughts of another influenced them to be exactly what we thought they were... A liar, a thief, a drug abuser.