Entries Tagged as 'Drugs'

Cocaine, Heroin: Safe to Take and Drive

Following the completion of an ANU study into random drug-driving, it appears the ACT government will shortly follow the several states in introducing random drug-driving tests. The tests, involving a saliva swab, can detect the presence of marijuana, methamphetamine (ice) and ecstacy.

While on the surface this might seem an obvious if not inevitable progression in our society’s endless quest to wrap us all in damp squib and deliver us, demented but whole, unto our ever-increasing average lifespan, there is much that remains in doubt about the need, efficacy and fairness of this initiative.

There is no question that taking illegal drugs can impair ones ability to drive. And to remember where you were going. But so can recklessness, distraction, fatigue, prescription drugs, stupidity etc. And there is little hard data that conclusively pins illegal drug taking as a major contributor to road accidents. There are studies showing varying percentages of road deaths exhibiting traces of illegal drugs, but none to definitively prove that those percentages are statistically over-representated, ie. if 20% of the community are stoned at any one time, and 10% of road deaths exhibit traces of THC, pot could actually make people safer drivers. It’s not as silly as it sounds. It’s a lot harder to have an accident at 32 kmh.

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The Last Big Smoke

Thought you might like to hear how the good burghers of Adelaide are seeing in the end of smoking in pubs.

Wednesday 31 October 2007
‘THE LAST DRAG’ @ The Grace Emily Hotel
(Waymouth Street, Adelaide)
Free entry, starts 9pm

This is the last night in the history of Australia that one is allowed to smoke in a pub…
There will be:
Two smoking original musical acts
Smoke (the movie) showing on the big screen behind them
Cigarette girls
A free cigarette with every drink
A massive cigarette auction
Smoking jacquets and cigars highly encouraged
A smoke machine in the front bar non-smoking section…

Smoking fun!!!


There was a Footballer…

I have no desire to pick on Ben Cousins or Joey or any other ‘disgraced’ footballers, what they do in their spare time being no business of mine, but when this little rhyme popped into my head, I couldn’t resist giving it a little twist, all in the cause, hopefully, of humour. I think you will recognise the original song. Feel free to sing along.

There was a footballer who snorted some coke
What a top bloke, he snorted some coke
Perhaps he’ll croak

There was a footballer who smoked a big jay
He didn’t go psycho so p’raps it’s ok?
He smoked a big jay to come down from the ice
He’d started confusing his freckles with lice
He took the ice to pick up from the smack
It’s cheaper right now that Afghanistan’s back
He shot up some smack to chill from the speed
He had it on intravenous feed
He mainlined the speed to pick up from the ether
Which goes very well with the afternoon reefer
The ether was chaser for four or five E’s
That somebody gave him, supposedly free
The E’s added pep to some LSD
It’s better than drinking disgusting VB
He took LSD to round out the coke
What a top bloke, he snorted some coke
And now he’s broke

Johns Used Drugs. So What?

Rugby League star Andrew Johns, busted with an ecstacy tab and fessing to having used recreational drugs throughout his career, is all over the news at present, the Today Show crew feasting on the story in an orgy of platitudes.

No-one will mention one of the inescapable conclusions of the affair: if Johns can perform at the very top of his field for ten years without being involved in any unsavoury incidents (unlike an unfortunate proportion of his peers) while taking the occasional trip, smoking the odd spliff, snorting the odd line etc, then maybe recreational drugs aren’t as bad as the ‘War on Drugs’ crew would like Australia to believe. I exclude Ice from this observation. Ice is scary.

Also ignored is the connection between Johns’ drug use and his mental health. While many are convinced that taking drugs leads inevitably to mental illness, the ‘reefer madness’ scenario, it is more likely that most drug users already suffer some degree of mental dis-ease and turn to drugs as a form of self-medication, avoiding in doing so the stigmatisation that comes with diagnosed mental illness.

Australia’s public attitude to drugs verges from the irrational to the hysterical with heavy doses of hypocrisy. If Johns was in danger from his drug taking, it was because they are illegal and unregulated. Legalise them. Regulate them. Tax them. Treat drug use as a medical and psychiatric problem. Teach people about the real dangers of drugs (as opposed to the unsubstantiated scare campaign material). Pour money into mental health services. Let’s start doing things that haven’t been tried and failed.

The Today Show crew, who frequently turn up to work looking like they’ve been clubbing all night and joke about their excessive partying at awards nights and such, should thank their lucky stars they aren’t held up to the same scrutiny and standards of behaviour as the football stars they patronisingly tut tut.

Schizophrenia and Cannabis ” A review, Part 1

by Doctor X

The supposed link between smoking cannabis and developing schizophrenia is frequently championed by members of the government, media, and parents and teachers everywhere.” But, like so many things proclaimed by these often ill-informed groups, the current state of research would indicate that the issue is much more complex than it superficially appears.

Firstly, it is important to define exactly what we mean when we are discussing the term schizophrenia in the context of cannabis use.” Many regular smokers, or acquaintances of smokers will no doubt have heard of people “flipping out” when very stoned, often requiring a prompt trip to the emergency department.” However, the delusions, weird thought processes and disconnection from reality in these cases of “toxic” recreational use are examples of a drug-induced psychosis, NOT schizophrenia.

Almost all individuals who have smoked themselves to the point of an acute psychotic event will completely return to normal (over a few weeks) when they cease smoking, which they usually do for some time after one of these episodes as they are particularly unpleasant for all concerned.

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Quick go the Shears…

…when you’re speeding off your tits.

Verse 1

Out on the board the young shearer stands
A wretched skinny bloke with a tremor in the hands
Glazed are his eyes as he stumbles through the shed
“Get the drug test kit out Paddy, this guys off his head”

Chorus (after every verse)

Buzz goes the test kit, buzz, buzz, buzz
If we get a positive we’ll call the bloody fuzz
The ringer looks around and is totally surprised
Everyone’s as maggoted as little baby flies

Verse 2

Paddy’s shooting meth with the tar-boy up the back
The snagger’s in repose after smoking too much crack
Shifty’s nodded off in the middle of a ewe
How we gonna shear the sheep with this motley crew?

Medicinal Marijuana: Making Crooks out of Care-Givers

By the Suburban Drug Dealer.

Marijuana has long been known to have beneficial medicinal effects, particularly for the terminally ill as an analgesic and appetite stimulant. The NSW Cancer Council advises that canabinoids, one of marijuana’s active ingredients:

…act as moderate analgesics with low toxicity and they have a potency several times that of codeine and have a longer duration in the body.

And yet Australia’s apparent obsession with prohibiting the use of pot, for recreational or any other purposes, makes its legal use in medical scenarios an impossible dream for the foreseeable future.

This does not stop people using it of course. Unlike most other recreational drugs, any dolt can produce enough cannabis for themselves by growing what is often referred to, with good reason, as ‘weed’.

Doctors in Australia, well aware of marijuana’s useful properties, frequently prescribe it for patients with chronic pain and a host of other ailments. Patients often follow their advice.

Here’s a semi-ficititious scenario. An elderly woman is diagnosed with terminal cancer of a major organ. Her specialist advises her that, among the palliative methods she could employ, marijuana would be one of the most efficacious and have the least side effects. She speaks with her brother, a retired army officer, who speaks to his daughter, a 40-something artist/teacher, who then speaks to some disreputable fellow like me. Marijuana is procured, suffering is relieved, all is good.

But we are all criminals.

Another Good Reason to be a Musician?

The morning news (Today: Nine 6am) delivered a startling incongruity with, firstly, reports that a football player I’ve never heard of has been abusing substances. Karl Stefanovic, the thinking woman’s blow-up sex doll, batted down Sara O’Hare’s barely formed thought that recreational drugs will hardly enhance a football player’s performance and got her to agree that sports stars have a responsibility to be a good role model.

Meanwhile Nicole Kidman’s latest, Keith Urban, is in Australia and the show is devoted, in part, to promoting his tour and convincing us all that Urban is, to quote Karl, ‘such a nice guy’. There is frank discussion of Urban’s recent stint in rehab but not so much as a whiff of criticism of the behaviour that led him there.

What is going on here? Should musicians (and artists and actors) feel a bit miffed that no-one expects them to uphold the same standard of behaviour as brutish footy thugs? Are they so insignificant? Or should they simply be grateful that everyone understands that creativity and being whacked out on drugs go hand in hand?

Memoirs of a Suburban Drug Dealer, Part 6

Regular readers will be pleased on my behalf that there has been some relief from the drought. Not from the government, but from the discovery of some hitherto unknown arteries in Canberra’s clandestine distribution networks. ‘It’s not what you know, it’s who you know’ they say, but in the pot-dealing business it’s more ‘who you have to know’.

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Refugee Smokers Inspire Cottage Industry

Johnboy thoughtfully forwarded me this story about Tasmania having problems with back yard pubs. Not that there have been any problems as such, other than a few licensed pubs losing clientele, but the Australian Hotels Association (AHA) is ever vigilant and disaster, according to them, is just around the corner. They might be right.Tasmania has banned smoking in pubs for about a year and, not surprisingly, a proportion of smoking punters have elected to drink elsewhere. According to anecdotal reports allegedly received by the AHA from publicans across the State, back yard pubs, of which there are supposedly two or three in every town, are becoming ‘semi-organised’, installing pool tables, plasma screens and other pub-like facilities and out-competing hotels with their lower overheads, not to mention allowing punters to smoke inside.

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More Grief for Smokers

Coming hard on the heels of the recent banning of smoking in pubs in Canberra, the Community and Public Sector Union (CPSU) has advised its members in the Australian Tax Office (ATO) of impending changes to the ATO’s ‘Smoke Free Workplace Policy’.

Not content with banning smoking ‘in’ the workplace, or even ‘on’ workplace property (ie. smokers having to leave departmental property to smoke, for example: across the road), the Tax Office has floated a policy which bans staff from smoking during work hours at all. Here is the ATO’s proposal:

1. To design and implement a policy to ban smoking by employees
whilst they are on duty (including morning and afternoon tea).
This would include overtime, attending meetings, travel in an
official capacity on Tax Office business etc.

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Drought Declared in Canberra

by The Suburban Drug Dealer

Canberra is now officially drought-declared. It has been four weeks since marijuana was readily available around town and the natives are becoming restless. Unfortunately the first suggestions of a break in the chain of supply came as my stash was dwindling. Assurances were given that a day or two would see things right, but the days turned into a week and then hope dimmed and was extinguished, my stash ran out and the stream of plaintive calls from increasingly nervous regular customers died away.

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Memoirs of a Suburban Drug Dealer, Part 5

Loadedog must have had some money woes, but they seem to be over cause another cash instalment arrived in the mail, so to speak, so here’s the next chapter. With the money came a request for me to describe what it’s like being a dealer these days so here we go.

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Memoirs of a Suburban Drug Dealer, Part 4

By about my third or fourth trip down to Canberra selling acid, I was getting a bit jittery. This was no doubt caused by a combination of realistic fear of getting nabbed or worse, and the fact that I had been taking quite a few trips myself, on top of my regular consumption of pot.

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Memoirs of a Suburban Drug Dealer, Part 3

For a while I couldn’t find anyone to supply me with hash or pot to sell, and in my personal life things weren’t going so good, so I was pretty much open to anything that came along. The household I was living with down by the railway track in Enmore fell apart a bit, and I lost this job I had in an office packing financial reports into boxes.

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