"Take a place like Horn Hardhardts cafeteria in NYC. Cover the windows with pictures of Lenny Bruce, Janis Joplin and Jimmy Hendricks. Nail a sign above the door: Noo Exit. Step right up, roll up yer sleeve, get what you need - one dollar.
Home robberies cease a couple days after we begin our program. The insurance companies benefit, saving billions of dollars every year in the private sector. Today someone works two jobs, lives at the economic bottom (where you can't get insurance without a high deductable), saves his money to purchase an expensive top shelf camera only to have his camera ripped off three days later by a junkie.
Our approach should bring in $750,000 a day in NYC alone. Dope traffic stops almost immediately. The Afghanistan - Mexican connection disconnects. Turkish poppy farmers return to honest labor. Dopers who pay $15 a bag for a 5% fix in a doorway will gladly spend one or two dollars for 9% government pure with an unused needle - inside where it's warm. The junkies will rehabilitate themselves and our heroin maintenance program will pay its own way.
President Nixon sought to spend $750 million tax payer's dollars (your dollars - not his) trying to stamp out narcotic drugs. Nixon's 40 years war against drugs miserably failed. Nixon's approach could not stamp out this evil because narcotics are not evil! Yet lives are staked.
How does our relief program operate: You are a junkie standing in line for your government fix. First you get the Lev on video so the fine points of our program spread. (This was written before there was social media and Internet.) You get a card with your picture name and number. This entitles you to get heroin forever. Put your card in our trusty computer - vroom (we find out how many active junkies we've got, how much heroin they are using - and how often).
A practical nurse or phlebotomist administers the drug. An ex-junkie assistant helps her find a vein (junkies' veins collapse). Keeping your trust forever - you don't pay until after you get your fix- place your card on a tabulator - throw the lever over like when you purchase gasoline - get a receipt - go sit on a couch- nod out, rest . . . get going when ready.
Junkies have a needle fetish. They are generally weak, unhappy people. Three major causes contribute to their sickness: the outside world situation. (Times are tough all over). The localized environment (slums), and the Man. The Man is the police man who often can be seen (in the event you know where to look) protecting the pusher man.
The junkie's world situation improves with every word - they can pan handle a couple dollars - right away the junkie's agony is over - the heroin user is freed from any need to rob, mug, steal and / or deal with the pusher or police man. The junkie is off the street yet not under arrest- in a rap session - coming to terms with their dependence on drugs.
Let's suppose that you and yours are a junkie couple. You did 700 and 600 hits of "stuff" before you were rehabilitated. You both have job opportunities - and you'd like to have a baby . . .
But you ain't got any credit - for years the two of you robbed, stole, whored, etc. However you've got $1300 invested in the Junkies' Eye Deal Credit Union - you can always return and borrow money from the program to clean up your act, pay the program back, establishing credit, and get back in the stream of American life.
Never mind Nixon's 3/4 billion. In Western New York alone, we save 300 thousand dollars. The local Police Departments can recycle their narcotics squads. And the Sheriff won't need a highly paid gang of drug cops because junkies will have their junk permit.
We are fighting fire with fire - not creating a "permissive society." Pushing junk in the street guarantees many years of your life behind bars! Nor should we expect many newcomers to be in line with the junkies. You are cardless and curious you can get a $5 sniff for your learning experiment.
I tested this program on John Otto's right wing radio show. People called in. "How do we get this program in the government?" (Vote Mother Mary). "How do we get you syndicated in newspapers?" (Send them a sample). Give the people a chants. Let the people decide the issue for themselves."
Mary Levinson write-in candidate for U.S. president campaign literature c. 1971
47 Years Later, 2018, The Narcotic Crisis Unfolds Worldwide
In 2016, roughly 64,000 Americans died from narcotic drug overdose. In many cases the needle was still stuck in the addict's cold arm. A six years old girl said to her school bus driver, "Mommy and daddy won't wake up."
Once upon a time, in the early 1950's, heroin was not an illegalnarcotic with criminal penalties attached. All the Horse pistols had heroin, morphine and codeine on every floor for post-surgical patients. The patients rang their buzzers for a nurse to come and relieve the patient's discomfort.
I recollect Harry X, who owned a construction company in Buffalo N. Y. In 1954, my mother worked for him, at home, setting appointments. Harry had gall bladder surgery and when Harry came home from the horse pistol he told my mother that from his hospital experience he'd become addicted to heroin.
Doctors and nurses were also abusing heroin. The medicine lockers in every hospital had keyless entry. Congress decided heroin should be reclassified an illegal narcotic drug, yet the heroin derivatives, codeine and morphine would be legal, under government oversight.
Marijuana, also known as cannabis indica, was wrongly declared a narcotic drug and sent down the same illegal road as heroin, even though cannabis indica is a plant that when fired up and smoked merely generates a euphoric psychotropic experience. That is what pot does when smoked, besides bringing on hunger pains for two double cheeseburgers chased with a chocolate double malted milk shake.
Cannibis indica, AKA "pot," is an herb, not by any stretch a narcotic gateway drug. The indica is a gateway only for smoking more cannibis indica. That's all. Cannabis indica is a blessing from Mother Nature, a relaxant that slips stress away, besides bringing on further miraculous medicinal benefits, when necessary.
A child with debilitating epilepsy may get 50 epilectic attacks daily, suffering seizures all day long! Yet with one drop of special cannabis indica oil under their tongues, the epilectic two-year olds' right away become normal playfull kids, freed of their daily epilectic attacks for the whole week.
To live a normal life the epilectic kids require only a single drop of special cannabis oil under their tongues, that, once a week. How can this be a violation of our counter-productive drug laws?
Do the pharmaceutical giants have drugs one may dissolve once a week under their tongue to control convulsions and loss of consciousness associated with abnormal electrical epilectic brain activity? The pharma giants are not interested in cures brought about from medicinal home grown indica.
When someone smokes a bunch of marijuana they refer to their euphoria as getting zonked, bombed, blasted, toasted, wasted and / or wrecked. But wreck-reational pot use is also medicinal! The pot's effect is to relax the user! That is medicinal, as is an increase in appetite medicinal for some.
A relaxant is what the so-called "evil weed" is, besides enhancing appetites, bringing relief from Chemo-therapies and medicinally, as noted, way more than we realized! Worldwide, marijuana is a miracle-medicinal plant.
Usually, the first time one smokes marijuana, upon the first puff, after holding their breath and exhaling, the virgin smoker starts laughing their head off. That is how the first taste of the "evil weed," marijuana, establishes itself in your brain upon a first use. The first time user experiences uncontrollable fits of laughter.
Some people "try" marijuana and don't like it. They get uncomfortable, socially paranoid, and even amongst friends, feel very much alone in the group. They do not intend on ever smoking marijuana again. Their one-time social puffs were enough. The pot they tried, yet did not take to, wears off within the hour.
A normal user's brain, regardless of first time uncontrollable laughter, does not develop an addictive need for marijuana. Yet with heroin, a user's brain may readily become addicted to the heroin for its up-lift-downer effect, or addicted to smoking cigarettes for their nicotine effect.
The stone pot-head develops a taste for smoking pot just as one developes a taste for tobacco. When there isn't any pot around the hard core stoners get edgy; even a little short-tempered for a couple days. That is all.
The reason for misleading a committee of Congress about the values of smoking marijuana was not about the potentially euphoric leafy pot plant.
The reason behind "fake news" descriptions (for Congress' consumption), of marijuana being promoted by virile black men to entice innocent white women to engage in sex was not to cast aspersions on that so-called "evil" marijuana, rather marijuana's "evil" 1st cousin twin, cannabis sativa, also known as Hemp.
In fact, eliminating commercial cannabis sativa Hemp from the marketplace was the real reason behind the government's heavy duty bad-mouthing of the innocent marijuana "pot" plant. Soon enough the incarceration bureaucracy was in on the deal with both feet deep, as the pot user-dealers did not pack weapons.
The falsities about cannabis indica marijuana's use, black men seducing white women, blah, etc., blah, was presented to an oversite committee in Congress to legally remove Hemp from the agricultural marketplace as a commercial crop. Congress' cannabis indica prohibition was their cover!
Even today, with "pot" use going legal in state after state, growing industrial Hemp is still illegal in most states.
Why? From commercially grown cannabis sativa anyone talented in commercial commerce could start creating lotions, manufacturing paper, cardboard, plastics, rope and cloth, besides food! Hemp is free. You purchase hemp seeds for your start-up company and then you are good to go, rolling out all your products with fresh grown seeds, crop after crop, year in and year out!
On the health issue of Hemp as food, a breakfast gruel of Oats'n Hemp for breaking your a.m. fast guarantees you live your whole life free from debilitating illnesses. As your oats and hemp moves through your digestive track, it absorbs all the bad cholesterol you ingested the day before; eliminating all that unhealthy cholesterol with high proportions of low-density lipoprotein, associated also with increased risks of coronary heart disease.
Hark hark! The following day, when you go to the bathroom for your early sit down trip, all your harmful cholestrol, absorbed by yesterday's gruel you ate the morning before, that when ingested, slid along in your intestines while you slept is plop - expelled and flushed.
The pharmaceutical giants rather sell you Lipitor or Atorvastatin tablets instead of promoting healthy breakfast meals of Oats 'n Hemp. Healthy people are a financial drag on the pharmaceuticals' business plan in clue ding their stock dividends.
Dupont, etc was tied in with Shell and Standard Oil, using their crude oil to manufacture plastics for industrial, commercial, and consumer uses. Were Hemp legal, anyone with spare acres to grow could get into the plastic manufacturing biz without a petroleum or Dupont connection and become the next Dupont.
Dupont wanted to eliminate that competitive possibility. They paid for their Esso petroleum while hemp grows for free and does not even require fertilizer. Dupont quietly lobbied Congress to make cannabis sativa Hemp illegal, too, supposedly as an after-thought because on sight, in a field, one cannot tell the diff rinse between a cannabis sativa hemp plant and a cannabis indica marijuana plant, a fact ironic when, in actuality, the reason behind the marijuana prohibitions was to eliminate industrial Hemp.
For Dupont, their way to a monopoly was to stigmitize the sativa by tying the sativa to its look-alike "evil weed" 1st cousin indica and thus get the sativa out of the agricultural marketplace, so the Esso crude would flow without competition.
The marijuana and Hemp prohibitions began in the 1930's. When World War II began the government changed its mind about the Hemp prohibitions and urged farmers to grow Hemp for the war effort - rope, military uniforms, etc. Today you can still find wild Hemp growing along the roadsides in Wisconsin.
All cannabis is good! Marijuana is a medicinal. Growing Hemp is the much needed worldwide medicine to return good ship Mother Earth to balance and healthiness.
Heroin v. Morphine
Lets talk heroin, a miracle drug extracted from opium poppy, one of Mother Nature's panople of miracle plants. Imagine you came down with cancer of the brain, lungs, bones, stomach and skin. Your weight dropped from 210 to 84 lbs. and you look like death took a holiday. The party is soon to be over. You have maybe a week to live.
You have an I-V with a morphine drip. Heroin is illegal. You are pain free but groggy, barely lucid, barely able to even talk. Your children come to see you but aren't sure you recognize them.
With straight heroin instead of the heroin derivatave, morphine, the excruciating pain in your stomach and bones is abated. Given heroin you don't hurt your mind is bell clear. You can talk to your loved ones, say good-bye, joke about St. Peter, and order your kids to do whatever their mother tells them after you are gone.
Isn't that a much better way to leave your loved ones strong? Of course!
Mother Nature's Opium Poppy
I smoked opium in Saigon, Vietnam, during the Vietman war, circa 1968. I expressed an interest in learning about opium to a 'Mama san' who kept an opium "den" in her house in a neighborhood a few blocks behind the Olympic Bar, along the Saigon waterfront where Vietnamese and U.S. G.I.'s went to smoke the pipe.
When I expressed an interest in cooking opium, 'Mama san' sent her 7 year old son downstairs. The kid returned with a beautiful carved box. Mama-san opened the box and displayed her private opium pipe, about 20 inches long, with the length of the pipe and bowl, too, inlaid with silver and gold. She lifted her opium pipe from the hardwood box and said, "When my father die he give to me, souvenier. When I die I give to my son."
You first saw the opium poppy in The Wizard of Oz, growing in the fields along the yellow brick road where Dorothy smelled the poppy, became sleepy, then off to dreamland, snoozing from that exquisite opium poppy smell you did not experience in the movie theater.
Once you get an opium sniff a half block from an opium den, you have that sense of unmistakable opium scent for life.
William Empson, Professor of English Literature at Sheffield University published Seven Types of Ambiguity with Chatto and Windus, in 1930. Empson became Professor of English Literature at Peking National University in 1937. In 1968, Empson taught literature for a summer at State University of New York at Buffalo where we met and became friends.
One evening, at an after-the-poetry-reading party, William Empson's wife told me that when her husband was teaching English literature in Peking, she went to an opium den every day and smoked bowls of opium for a whole month and she did not become addicted to opium.
I landed in Saigon two days before the ARVN Tet uprising shut down Saigon. The curfew on Vietnamese workers was enforced every day at 2:00 PM, so our ship, the S.S. Steel Vendor was tied up in Saigon a full month unloading.
I went ashore every day dressed in my black Vietnamese pajamas and red bandana with my top shelf Nikon Photomic TN camera along. I went to the opium den to learn how to cook opium and to have photographs taken of me with my Nikon TN by various Vietnamese while I was "back on the hip" cooking up their opium.
One day, a young Vietnamese customer in his early twenties, by his uniform, traffic police, told me that he was addicted to opium. I asked him, "How much opium do you smoke?" He said, "One bowl, every other day. Maybe next year I will increase to two bowls every other day."
On another afternoon I cooked opium for four American G.I.'s. Corporal Brown from N.Y.C. smoked 22 bowls of opium, paying with U.S. military script. The Mama san smoked ten bowls each morning, and ten bowls every night. I cooked 22 bowls for Corporal Brown that afternoon.
Recollect, before flu shots, when the flu was infecting everyone and when you caught the flu you were sick as a dog, feverish and aching head to toe. Were you able to visit a neighborhood den and purchase, back in the day, for one dollar, a teaspoon full of opium ashes, your flu attack would be dramatically enjoined.
Ashes are ashes, leftovers from a fire. One teaspoon full of medicinal opium ashes is plenty. Pinch the ashes. Put that pinch in a tea cup. Pour-over hot green tea, then lace the tea with honey as opium ashes are very bitter. Drink your opium tea. 20 minutes later all your body aches and fever are washed away; you are normal and pain free the rest of the day. Have a second cup of tea laced with opium ashes at bedtime and sleep your whole night through as though log.
Are opium ashes, to mask your temporary flu virus a better solution then an injection of dangerous antibiotics, like penicillin? Yes.
Opium is a blessing from Mother Nature. There are built in inhibitors in the opium, to keep the user from becoming addicted. But even so, opium addicts, as long as they can smoke their opium every day or so, lead normal lives.
The word, Opioid is a fascist confusion.
Labeling our narcotic scourge an Opioid Epidemic is to proclaim Auschwitz was a work camp. The Nazi sign on the gate, "Work will set you free," was a fascist confusion of reality. Auschwitz was a death camp.
Congress' first mistake was inserting criminal penalties into a medical issue, labeling heroin a narcotic with "posession of" the crime. Narco-police oppose any change in their addicted prisoners' jail cell status quo.
Yet had Congress simply not interfered in our lives, plastic bags would've been manufactured from Hemp, marijuana would have been recognized a medicinal plant, heroin would have been the go-to drug for pain, and Richard Nixon would not have declared his war on drugs which was, in retrospect, billions of dollars later, a war on people establishing a now-entrenched permanent counter-productive jail industrial complex to protect their fascist jail house status quo.
Today 29 states have laws allowing marijuana for medicinal purposes. Eight states: Washington, Alaska, Oregon, California, Colorado, Nevada, Massachusetts, and Washington D.C. made recreational marijuana legal, recognizing marijuana is not an addictive narcotic. Other states are following. States where marijuana is legal are starting to rake in billions of dollars in fresh revenues.
DEA is Drug Enforcement Agency, a govrnment bureaucracy vehemently opposed to state laws challenging drug prohibitions built into federal laws. They feel their oversight job-security is under attack. Jail bureacracies in prisons under private management also feel threatened. Stock valuations slip when jail cell incubators are not stuffed full with non-violent prisoners.
The private prisons have lobbyists who regularly call on county judges to sentence people convicted of marijuana posession for prison terms, to keep their jail cells occupied!
The 535 hypocrites of Congress cast a blind eye and deaf ear on the truth of these jail house issues.
In Colorado, because the DEA refuses to grant marijuana is not "narcotic," federal laws that prohibit "narcotic" assets to be bank deposited force pot dispensaries to have huge safes to hold their daily revenues.
Mother Nature's Opium a Blessing!
Opium poppy is a medicinal plant. From opium we get heroin, a deeply condensed version of the medicinal opium poppy. Mother Nature did not develop her opium poppy to create drug addicts. Heroin has similar anti-addictive properties as does the opium poppy from which heroin is distilled.
Regardless the original reasons behind an addict's becoming an addict, the addict discovers he requires more and more heroin to obvite his or her "pain," and get "high." Finally, the addict finds that using the heroin is only making them normal and that, without their heroin "fix" they really get sick.
Upon that, the heroin addicts decide on their own, without government bureaucracy, they would be better off without the heroin and they slowly cut back on their heroin use until they are drug free.
The government stigmitized marijuana use until a single state made marijuana for medicinal purpose legal. The stigma is wearing off as most states are going legal.
The incarceration bureaucracy was / is vehemently opposed to do-gooders distributing clean needles for street addicts. The incarcerators get very vocal in opposition to the idea of even setting up places where heroin addicts can go to shoot up their drugs.
As soon as this heroin addiction solution is presented every bureaucracy making money off addicts will be screaming their opposition at the top of their lungs.
Yet heroin addiction is the very same addiction as nicotine addiction. Ask any person with a cigarette dangling when are they going to quit. The young answer they are "not ready yet." How many million people have struggled to quit smoking, spending billions of dollars? The addiction struggle with heroin is the same addiction and struggle as with tobacco, but you don't go to jail for "using" tobacco; jail is only for stealing packaged tobacco to feed your nicotine habit.
When Congress made heroin illegal, the medical community did not have a replacement. The door was open for pharmaceutcal solutions, thus oxicontin, etc. The pharmaceutical narcotic creations do not have any built in anti-addictive properties, as does Mother Nature's opium poppy; rather the opposite is the case.
Let any doctor prescribe Oxicontin or Oxicodone for pain and by the forth day the patient is addicted! We have, because of pharmaceutical deceptions more than 20 million people addicted to big pharma narcotics. Last year, because of big pharma creating narcotic dope addicts, we had 65,000 drug overdose deaths.
Narcotic Addiction a Worldwide Prob Limb!
USA is one of the few countries where posession of even small amounts heroin is illegal. Countries where heroin posession is not a crime are shrinking their addict populations without an overdose epidemic.
But the anti-narcotic jail bureaucracies, in association with the Pharmaceutical Association lobbyists of the Congress, hold an unconstitutional sway in America's legislative branch of our democracy. The planned billions of dollars to be spent on ending our overdose crisis are going to merely extend anti-drug bureaucracies' status quo, not protect medically challenged addicts in crisis.
Billions of dollars are to be earmarked for certified drug counselors, police, drug courts, magistrates, and rehab facilities with university trained addiction rehab counselers. With 20 million people in USA who qualify as drug addicted, how many rehab facilities do we need?
Yet at the bottom of the government anti-narcotic totem pole are the strung-out addicts themselves and the cost of their food, clothing and housing while they get healthy enough to split their rehab bed for the street and the drugs they need.
U.S. government verses a 10 million heroin-users' sales force!
All heroin users become sales people for their drug of choice heroin, seeking to enlist non-user friends with free trials so they purchase one or two bags a week. The user seller gets ten bags for $6.50 a bag and resells his scag for $10.00 a bag, netting a reasonable cut for himself.
Then the user/seller starts cutting his bags to stretch the heroin and get more for himself. Upon that, his clientel starts looking for sellers with better smack.
Because quality control over street-corner heroin does not exist, the street bags may be adulterated with Fentanyl, to stretch the heroin. Users shoot up and then, after five minutes, the Fentanyl kicks in and they pass out, overdosed and near death from the Fentanyl's lace.
U.S. government control of legal heroin is key!
We need an Act of Congress legalizing Heroin. As soon as The Heroin Act is passed, we immediately save ourselves 25 billion dollars besides 64,000 lives!
Follow the money. Anti-drug bureaucracies have an interest in festering their status quo, not solving our nationwide prob limb because the problem solved zaps their bureaucracy.
Who besides Trump wants concrete walls running along our southern border to stop the flow of illegal tax-free drugs, when all narcotic drugs supposedly poring in could be legalized in a heart beat? Heroin is an illegal, not evil. The anti-drug bureaucracy is an evil incarnate! Bureaucracies kill.
The Cement Wall We Need!
Watching a TV cop show, when the time and place is set to go for the dope deal, the deed always comes down in an empty commercial neighborhood before the SWATs show up with headights lit for their shoot up to capture the skag.
Were you wanting to part company from your bagfull of wrapped hundreds, in exchange for kilos of uncut smack, would you prefer an unlit alley for your heroin deals, or a grassy knoll on a sunny day where you can easily see whether or not the cops are about?
Major drug deals are going down on Trump golf courses every day! A couple golf carts meet on the edge of the green at one hole or another, never the same place twice. One golfing pair has a golf bag full of heroin, topped with an AK-47. The other party's bag is filled with bucks and Glock pistols. The players make a bag switch and nonchalantly go off to golf their separate ways.
We need to build cement walls around all of Trump's golf courses close to our southern borders. A cement wall will keep those south-of-the-border drug dealers off Trump's greens. So who should pay for Trump's private 20 foot-high cement walls protecting Trump's golf courses along with protecting Trump's wealthy unarmed golf clientel?
Under our Constitution, Donald J. Trump has to pay for his own cement, or his golf courses have to be shut down for allowing illegal drug dealing on the premises.
Stop & Get!
We need 50,000 Stop & Get shops so heroin is available everywhere because the addicts are everywhere. The Stop & Get shops were described c. 1971 in Mary Levinson's write-in candidacy for president literature. The diff rinse is 47 years.
Pharmaceutical narcotics are stacked to promote user addiction! When someone seeks a perscription for pain, we want their Dr. to write a perscription for the patient to present to management at the patient's most convenient Stop & Get.
For thousands of years people have been altering their states of mind with beer, wine or whiskey.
In Sumarian lands
They brewed there beer
For six days and then
They drank it and rested. The Book ov Lev It A Kiss c. 1971
Give or take, three per cent of the world population are habitual users of alcohol and or drugs to get through the day, every day. In America, three percent of our 320 million people is approximately 9,600,000 people drinking more than two alcoholic drinks every day, smoking marijuana joints every day, or habitually using narcotics every day.
Set aside the boozers and pot heads. Because of the government's declaration that heroin use was illegal, to fill the gap in needed pain medication the pharmaceutical giants developed pain relief medications that were way more addictive and dangerous than the illegal heroin being shot up in Nelson Algren's novel, "The Man With The Golden Arm."
The pharmaceutical narcotic epidemidc involves 20 million Americans addicted to pharmaceutical narcotics in addition to the nine million boozers and pot smokers. Most began with a pain issue. Their Dr. prescribed a pharmaceutical narcotic e.g. Oxycontin. Within the week an addiction cycle began.
The addicts end up scoring their drugs in the street, graduating from the expensive Dr. visits and Oxycontin pills to inexpensive street heroin. When the street dealer cuts his heroin supply with Fentanyl, to stretch his product, so their customers, assuming the dealer batch is the same as the day before end up shooting up way too much junk, and after five minutes, when the Fentanyl kicks in the user passes out, overdosed and near death.
Thus 65,000 narcotic overdose deaths last year of people from all walks of life.