Idiocy Incarnate.

It occurs to me that as of late I haven't been my surly, mad at the universe self. Maybe I'm a little cowed, but fear not, gentle blog readers - there is one topic lately that's been sticking in my craw. So, here we go.

Crystal Meth.

If there was a more pointless waste of human ingenuity, I don't know what it was. Let's start with what's in this crap:

Pseudo-ephedrine

And depending on your recipe:

Fertilizer
Lithium (battery acid)

or
Red phosphorus (matchbook strips)
Iodine crystals.

Ya cook all this up, and provided you don't blow yourself up, you're left with 6 pounds of toxic waste and a drug that apparently feels like 30 orgasms stacked on top of eachother.

Now, that's a pretty intriguing effect.. but what happens after repeated use? Is it worth it? Well, because your salivary glands shut down you're constantly craving sugar ..your teeth don't just fall out, they disintegrate and sometimes just snap right out of your mouth, and because the residue is so acidic and collects in the back of your nasal cavities, it basically eats your face from the inside out. Oh, and let's not forget the lesions and sores and scratches on your body from trying to get the bugs out of your arms!

THIS IS A DRUG WE SHOULD ALL BE DOING!

I've done a lot of reading about this shit, and it scares the living fuck out of me. I used to date a guy who did it in college. He's goddamned lucky he stopped. Lucky he was even able to.

There are very few substances I don't condone. As far as I'm concerned, you wanna do drugs, do drugs. Who am I to stop you? But I swear by all that is holy in this world that if I ever find out that one of my friends, past or present, is doing this fucking ghetto, white trash, completely classless drug, I will personally fucking punch them in the face.