An example of an exemplary government

Okay, so I was watching a travel show on PBS recently-the one hosted by Steve Something-featuring Switzerland, which I believe to be the birth place of Swiss Miss hot chocolate and the Swiss Army Knife.  I have a pink Swiss Army Knife, which includes a mini pair of tweezers and a tooth-pick that I once used to clean out my pot pipe.  It was a magnificent pipe, made for me by a kid I went to high school with. 

Anyway, Steve traveled to Bern, where the government has in action, some sort of drug program for fuckhead’s addicted to heroin.  Since the early 2000′s, or whatever, Bern, Switzerland has been providing addicts with said drug, citing that studies prove a pronounced decline in the abuse of other illicit drugs and their related activities.

My understanding of the program is that addicts are allowed a daily dose of pure heroin, which is served to them at some kind of fucking heroin station.  I think the shit comes out of Goddamn vending machines, in pre-measured syringes.  And holy fuck!  There are restrooms equipped with special blue lighting that allows the user to see his/her veins more clearly,allowing for an easier, less time consuming injection. 

It is a very nice accomodation, I’m sure, as I can imagine it must be difficult to prod forever and ever at a shallow vein under less than sufficient lighting.

I think that passing out heroin is totally awesome.  The only downfall to the program is that I think one must be incarcerated to qualify.  But I can’t say for sure.  I was far too fucking lazy to research this topic any further than sitting on my ass in front of the t.v. 

It’s on the web.  Look it up yourself.

 

Catalyst

You’re right, baby.  I am an empty shell.  Hollow.  So, what?

Yes, I’m a fucking coward, a fucking liar, a user.   And you fucking hate me.  So, what?

So, I’m a piece of shit-self-serving, undeserving of love. 

 So, I’m human garbage. 

 So, I’m a fucking whore.

I never loved you, or burned for you.  I never felt pain for you, or sacrificed for you.

I never fucking fought for you.

I never fucking cried for you.

I never tried to find my way back to you. 

I never considered you…

I never considered you anything at all, but a catalyst.

So-the-fuck-what?

You’re broken?  You’re brooding?  You’re vengeful?

You want to slander me?  Wreck my shit? 

So, you’re just a school-yard prick throwing sand in my eyes.  And I don’t want to fucking play with you anymore.