Dark Humanism: Each According to His/Her Vice Need

All the medical advice in the world doesn't alter the fact that the best way to do blow is up the snoot, using a rolled up twenty.  There are people, not many, but some, who should stay coked up.   The Fed should look into this.  People are missing the down side of longevity, while pumping moments with  Haldol.   It's like everyone with any complicity in them is walking through wet cement.  It ain't a free country if you can't stand on a soap box and explain why Marlboros are good for people.   They are good for people who don't like smokers, in the long run.

People aren't wrong because they are maniacal.  This writer is a circumspect civil libertarian of the conservative reactionary kind.  If everything in a guy or gal's life was all the way hunky dory, it would be sensible to conserve that pleasurable state of being.  There's the flip side of navy blue, in which someone's life needs improvement, and he/she isn't completely a helpless dolt.  In this rugged model, the basis for reactionary conservatism sits on a rock by the cattails, like a bullfrog, a great big one, with a white msutache like one on the late Foster Dulles.   Let's go back to coke heads.

There once lived, in a plastic split level ranch style doll house,a little cuss named Billie.       Billie is over-weight, not awfully bright, but he has useful skills.   But Billie is a brat, and he won't deliver newspapers on his skateboard unless he's is bribed with all the pink cotton candy he wants.  He is gluttenous, and people really need their morning paper paper with morning coffee.  Love how the phrase 'morning coffee' sounds like a specimen of something you hand the nurse, in a lttle paper cup.  It reflects the pathology.  If society is willing to help Billy glut himself with spun sugar and preservatives, senile pensioners get to read their newspapers.  Should Billy get diabetes, need a kidney transplant, then pass in a facility for infirmed news carryers, a chance will open for someone else to serve in his vacancy.         There are other types of Billy.   The kind that should get a cubic foot of blow in the mail, every month, from Uncle Dope Pushing Sam.