Friday, August 5, 2011

Do we have a drug problem in Puerto Peñasco?

-by El Gitano Peñasco, "The Peñasco Gypsy"

Actually, we really don’t have a problem here because anyone can pretty much get whatever they like regardless if the substance is deemed legal or illegal. And if you’re still one of those living under a pile of Pelican droppings maintaining the drug cartels aren’t playing in our backyard then consider this little news tidbit that came out last week.

The initial reports claimed that “Two metric tons of marijuana was seized by authorities in Puerto Penasco.” The next report stated: “Mexico's army says 5 metric tons - about 11,000 pounds - of marijuana” were found, and their Defense Department said about “3 tons of the drug” were discovered and that an earlier report claimed that “2 metric tons” of pot was found.

If you’re like me and still not that familiar with "metrics", a metric ton (or tonne) is equal to 1,000 kg or 2,204.62 lbs. which means the cops seized at least (using “two metric tons”) a couple reefers over 4,409 pounds of the weed. At a street value of (e.g.) $500 per pound that would have bought a lot of cold ones, some Tequila backs and a few fresh fish tacos to be sure!


There are also studies/reports in the US and around the world that suggest the ‘cops’ only seize about 10% of all the ‘illegal’ drug trade. If that is even close to being correct then I could argue that although they scooped up a nice little pile of pot with this bust in PP that still suggests that nearly 23,000 pounds of the ‘killer-weed’ is ‘floating’ through our streets.

Of course that is speculative, but I now wonder how much of the insanity-producing gateway substance that is more addictive than cocaine or heroin and is the primary cause of all murders, the decapitation of bodies, the raping of women and the enslavement of children, the pillaging of homes and businesses etc. is available on any given day, week, month and/or year aquí en Paraíso?

Okay, I was just kidding about all the negs associated with pot and I was going to close today joking about MOI taking some prescription medications (aka: drugs) that are really addictive like (e.g.) Hydrocodone/acetaminophen (aka: Vicodin, an opioid) to treat my 'pain', etc. Until, that is, I read the following.

Posted on the www.whitehousedrugpolicy.gov website.

Source: National Institute on Drug Abuse (NIDA)

"Prescription drugs account for the second most commonly abused category of drugs, behind marijuana and ahead of cocaine, heroin, methamphetamine, and other drugs. Opiate overdoses, once almost always due to heroin use, are now increasingly due to abuse of prescription painkillers.”

Now for those of you who read this and have never smoked the dreaded killer weed (aka: Pot, marijuana, reefer, etc.) I’m told that about the worst thing that will happen to you is you’ll think a lot; you may watch cartoons and really laugh a lot; you may eat a lot (aka: munchies) and it may taste pretty darn good too; sex can be enhanced; and then, apparently, after all the thinking, laughing, eating and sex you’ll likely crash (sleep) for many soothing hours.

Lastly, it is estimated that approximately 50% of ALL hospital emergency room admissions that are drug related are from mainstream Americans who abuse their prescriptions. Yet in the USA we are still arresting around 1 Million pizza-scarfing, cartoon-laughing citizens each year for simple pot use and possession, costing U.S. taxpayers (State and Federal levels) BILLIONS AND BILLIONS AND BILLIONS AND BILLIONS AND BILLIONS OF DOLLARS WE JUST DON’T HAVE!

When is the insanity gong to stop?

Gee, I have an idea! thinking Smileys

Well, a Gypsy can always dream!

¡Viva Puerto Peñasco y México!

Gypsy

*Words from Arlo Guthrie’s 1967 hit and musical monologue: “Alice's Restaurant Massacree”.

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