Drug Abuse is a Result, Not a Cause

Vermont Quits War on Drugs to Treat Heroin Abuse as Health Issue

Inside: Naloxone, used to counter the effects of a heroin overdose

Photograph by Shane Lavalette for Bloomberg Businessweek

Inside: Naloxone, used to counter the effects of a heroin overdose

Vermont Governor Peter Shumlin devoted his entire State of the State address in January to what he called Vermont’s “full-blown heroin crisis.” Since 2000, he said, the state had seen a 250 percent increase in addicts receiving treatment. The courts were swamped with heroin-related cases. In 2013 the number of people charged with heroin trafficking in federal court in Vermont increased 135 percent from the year before, according to federal records. Shumlin, a Democrat, urged the legislature to approve a new set of drug policies that go beyond the never-ending cat-and-mouse between cops and dealers. Along with a crackdown on traffickers, he proposed rigorous addiction prevention programs in schools and doctors’ offices, as well as more rehabilitation options for addicts. “We must address it as a public health crisis,” Shumlin said, “providing treatment and support rather than simply doling out punishment, claiming victory, and moving on to our next conviction.”

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Fresh for day
Past tall aspen trees
Down windy mountain roads
Cold sunny wind shining on my face
I think of you
I hear your song
On wind rushing by
Calls of early morning birds
And the low rumble of the car engine
Navigating turns
Composed by Nichole Hastings



At 3pm, although our plan had been to meet here and they weren’t here, I wasn’t worried.  I drove up to the William T  and the Happy Hill trailheads to look.  Alas, they weren’t there.  I left a note.  Nor did I hear from them at 5 or 7.  But I had left a note.  Surely they would be in touch soon. At 9pm, I had an uneasy feeling that something had gone awry…

I Bought Lobster and Porter House with My Food Stamps

When you’re poor, people treat you like you’re a second class citizen/human being.
What you eat is scrutinized.
Any money you spend on non-essentials is criticized.
If you own nice stuff, people think you’re lying, stupid, or should sell it all.

Your entire value of being is questioned.
Opinions of who you are as a person are formed.

Well, right back at you.

You have money?
That’s worthless.

You’re not poor?

You put a can of soup or beans in a food collection box?
Big fucking deal.

You condescend to consider The Poor.

How about appreciation for others?

Are those qualities a commodity measurable in money?

Some misguided rich assholes out there who donate to charities for tax write-offs,
have kids that put a couple boxes of macaroni and cheese in a hunger drive box,
drop off clothes they no longer wear at a Goodwill
are saying “Yes.”

They pat themselves on the back for enabling poverty.
They do nothing of any real value to address poverty’s root issues.
They think, “The Poor eating lobster or a porter house is unfair. To me.”
They think, “Poverty…that could never happen to me.”

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Cross Country Adventure: Portland Oregon on the 4th of July

Day 12

Up at 7:30am prepping for a busy day. A little after 8am Gregory, Matthew, Ahni and I head to Kell’s to eat breakfast and watch Germany beat France. At 11am we head to our next item on the itinerary.

The Thorns versus the Red Stars with over 13K in attendance. Out of five women, a mohawked and a pink-dyed hair cheerleader lead the spirit chants through the women’s soccer match. A drum is beaten. Pink smoke and flags wave when the Thorns score their two goals. Cotton candy, soda, ice cream and cheese nachos are enjoyed.

We pop into a grocery store to pick up beer for our next destination. Gregory liked the varied selection.

This telephone pole near the grocery store is clearly a popular advertising spot.

We head to Cathy and Andrew’s, friends of Matthew, and have luckily only missed a few minutes of the first half of Brazil versus Columbia. We eat, we drink, we make merry until early evening.

Back at Matthew’s we sit outside for a while, spent from the busy day. We eat and drink a little and relax. Little Ahni is fired up to see fireworks.



Happy 4th of July!


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