Tuesday, January 9, 2018

Drug Abuse is a Form of Cowardice


We are in the midst of a drug epidemic.  Thousands of people die annually from their abuse.  Nonetheless, California is currently legalizing marihuana for recreational use.  There seems to be no recognition of the connection between these events.
Too often, mind-altering chemicals are romanticized.  They are depicted as opening up new realms of consciousness.  Their devotees are to be regarded as creative souls.  They are, in short, cool.  Plainly on the cutting edge of a revolution, they are expanding our personal freedoms.
As for me, I don’t think so.  Having worked, many years ago, as a counselor in a methadone clinic, I saw too much death and destruction to believe that these substances are sophisticated.  They are poisons.  They not only kill people; they destroy the society that tolerates them.
When I first began advising heroin addicts, I assumed that I had a duty to inform them of the lethality of these drugs.  They had a right to know they might kill them.  In fact, they already knew—and didn’t care.  Many even welcomed the prospect of death.
The reason was that many of my clients were in such pain that their priority was obliterating this affect.  They did not want to experience it because they were convinced they could not deal with it.  They had neither the strength nor the cleverness to confront their personal demons.
And so they ran away behind a chemical screen.  Substances that could temporarily make them feel whole were preferable to living in fear and desperation.  These folks were terrified.  They did not have the courage to do battle with the many losses they had experienced.
To put the matter bluntly, they were cowards!  They could not muster the resolution to protect themselves.  Instead they secreted themselves away from a grim reality.  They were doing the equivalent of cowering under the bed when the bogeyman stalked their room.
It will, no doubt, be said that many contemporary drug addicts got that way because dangerous medications have been over-prescribed.  That is true.  Many of these folks can be excused for becoming addicted—but not from doing what they must to get clean.
But think of those marihuana users—those unapologetic, proselytizing potheads.  All they want to do is be mellow.  Their goal is to become so relaxed that they are oblivious to the pressures swirling about them.  They are clearly weaklings who do not want to cope with the demands of everyday life.
Some folks will respond to this charge by asserting that courage is over-rated.  They will argue that a rash desire to take chances is foolish.  Why not retreat into a chemical haze?  Why is exposing oneself to injury in the heat of battle superior to being a threat to no one?  Isn’t feeling good itself a good?
The answer is that if we do not take chances, we cannot, as a community, survive.  If we do not collectively overcome the threats to our existence, we will be soundly defeated.  The wolf will not only be at our door; it will be devouring our entrails.
Nor will we prosper as individuals.  If we are unwilling to defend ourselves, we can never live up to our potential.  Moreover, if we avoid doing that, we will know about it.  We will be aware of copping out and this reality will gnaw at our viscera.  No amount of chemical camouflage can disguise it.
A glass of wine with dinner will not compromise our integrity.  Neither will a bottle of beer with friends or a joint now and then.  But the regular use of these intoxicants is a disaster.  It steals the pleasures available from winning life’s many skirmishes.
It is for this reason that celebrating the virtues of drug indulgence is a calamity.  Treating addiction as if it were a righteous act is an invitation to despair.  Fairytales about how this would make us nicer people and our society more civilized are absurd.
Addicts are fatuous human beings, while drug addled societies are vulnerable to predation.  Like China, when opium addiction went unchecked, they embrace exploitation.  Courage is thus not an option.  It is essential for our safety and personal satisfaction.
Melvyn L. Fein, Ph.D.
Professor of Sociology

Kennesaw State University

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