Food and Drug Addiction
Take a good look at the pyramid to the right. Notice the farther up the
pyramid you go, the harder it is to distinguish between law and crime.
Notice the class structure, and how the top 2% rest comfortably at the
point... the absolute gray area of law and order. A veritable pinnacle of
the trickle-down theory. This is the elephants' graveyard, the porch light
for the human moths, the nirvana for the elite 2% of humanity, the all-seeing
eye of the glitterati-cognoscenti.
Notice, too, that each
pyramid has a top cap that has a volume of exactly 2% of the whole. Only
the dollar has the *effrontery to show
light rays surrounding the all-seeing eye.
*Hey, I don't make these words up.
That 2% keeps showing up. The top 2% of the world run the world.
In 1910 2% of the American population was addicted to some form of drug.
The difference is in 1910, there were no such things as illegal drugs. If
you went into any drug store and said to the druggist, "I want some
cocaine, please," he'd produce some without batting an eye. Shortly
after 1910 we invented laws against such drug use.
After the government invented prohibition, there were 2% of the American
population who regularly checked into drunk tanks and hospitals as a result of
drinking bad booze. It turns out 2% of the population were addicted to
alcohol. After prohibition was repealed, there were still drunks, only they
didn't go blind from bad booze. They just slept it off somewhere, and woke
up refreshed and ready for the first drink of the day. Statistically,
there is the same rate of addictive personalities now as there was
But addiction is bad, isn't it?
It all depends on which drug you're addicted to. Some drug addictions
are socially acceptable, and some aren't. Get involved with illegal drugs,
and you stand the chance of arrest and getting in the system and losing
everything to pay the government for your crimes. Get involved with
gambling, and you can lose everything to pay the government for your gambling
addiction. Get involved with religion, and you can lose yourself in someone
else's dogma. Get involved with a money addiction, and you could
rule the world. I suppose ruling the world to a money addict is the same
kick as finding the perfect high to a heroin addict. One is socially
acceptable and worthy of praise. The other is socially unacceptable and
worthy of disdain. But it's the same outcome. We all try
to achieve the goals we personally set out to achieve.
Look at that pyramid again. To a criminal, the point on top is the same
goal as the cop's. The difference is how you look at it and what your career
Most of the battles between law and crime are among themselves. Little
people are hardly ever involved, unless it's a shakedown, and the government,
which always stands for law and order, will have its hands in your pockets and
bank accounts, and paychecks from your first Social Security card to beyond the
grave, with sanctioned agents like the Internal Revenue Service, local taxes,
state taxes, capital gains taxes, sale taxes, heredity taxes, and municipal
taxes to exact its pound of flesh. Crime, on the other hand, may shake
you down on insurance premiums to prevent your house or business from getting
the torch, and that's just in very small sections of gangster-movie reality
tunnels. For the most part, criminals kill cops, cops kill criminals,
criminals kill criminals, and the little people read about it in the paper and watch it on TV and
formulate the reality that society is made up of good guys and bad guys, and
hopefully, they're on the good side. Nothing could be wronger.
The only reason anyone climbs the ladder of success, no matter what direction
you start from, is to increase wealth until money alone doesn't provide the
"kick" anymore and a new drug is needed... power. Power is short-lived and empty, once you've acquired a tolerance for it, and a newer, more potent
drug is desired -- control.
When John D. Rockefeller,
the guy who got paid for every drop of oil purchased in this country, was asked,
"How much money do you need?" His answer was, "Just a
little more." When Pablo
Escobar, who got paid for almost every line of cocaine snorted in this
country in the '70's, was asked the same question, he said just about the same
thing. Both had a product to sell that the little people wanted. One
of these guys set up a Marxist government to control the world. One was merely
a capitalist. Both were addicts.
Can you tell who the bad guy is?
Do you really care?
There are other forms of addiction besides food
and drugs, ya know. (money is a drug)
Let's take a look at some and get away from the
shallow end of the gene pool, shall we?
I was so intent on putting this page to rest I almost settled
for filling it with pictures of babes. Not just any babes, but babes
dressed as nuns, babes scanning their hooters on color copiers, babes swimming,
naked babes looking for beer on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator... You
know, babes in the act of their addiction of choice. But then I wondered
if I should stoop to such cheap chicanery as to follow up a discussion of
Rockefeller and Escobar with a bevy of scantily-clad floozies just because I
didn't feel like following through with a suitable ending. It's the oldest
trick in the book... When you run out of ideas, you just throw in a naked
babe. I may as well
have a big, naked ass in place of this text. Would a bare buttocks make
the Rockefeller/Escobar connection complete? "What is that... A
well formed hiney? Wait a minute! I get it!"
have to include a big bang at the end of "Don Giovanni" so the audience would
know the tune was over?
Well, if a butt is what you want..............
You may be asking
yourself just what this ass has to do with the Rockefeller/Escobar
connection. Plenty. This butt belongs to a miss Tawny Stevens from
East Egg, New Jersey, who in 1976 gave a blow job to Bill Richmond, vice
president of "special operations" for the World Bank, in a
bathroom stall of Studio 54 in New York for 2 lines of Columbian snow provided
by Pablo Escobar. Her 1968 Dodge Charger had a half tank of gas she
purchased from an Exxon in Hoboken, NJ, owned by Rockefeller. She also
graduated from Columbia University with a degree in biophysics, at the top 2% of her class. Coincidence?
We report. You decide.