Indecision 2000 - from H.R.M.

[Otto Sell]

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From: Lorentzen / Nicklaus <lorentzen-nicklaus at t-online.de>
To: <o.sell at telda.net>
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Sent: Friday, November 17, 2000 10:29 AM
Subject: Re: Indecision 2000 - from H.R.M.


Kai wrote:
ps: of course it's nice that our friendly neighbors produce mdma for the
whole
  globe ...
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Thought this could be interesting to some of us:
"anything that can be done chemically can be done by other means."
WS Burroughs, quoted at:

The Future of Drugs
http://www.feedmag.com/drugs/?from=AC

Adventures Through Inner Space
http://www.feedmag.com/drugs/drugissue_erikdavis.html

The War on the War on Drugs
http://www.feedmag.com/drugs/drugissue_dialogintro.html

What I did on My Chemical Vacation
http://www.feedmag.com/drugs/drugissue_chemvacation.html

"When I'm high or intoxicated, I don't have the discipline to sit down at a
desk and type something. I'll happily ramble and be a terrible bore, but I
can't sit down and write..."


WHEN AN OFFICER OCCURS
Hubert Selby, Jr.
http://www.feedmag.com/drugs/selby.html

"ONCE UPON A DREADFUL TIME I was driving home from the connection. It was
about four or five PM so there was an abundance of traffic on the L.A.
streets, even back then in l967. I was stopped for a light, only one very
short block from home, when a police officer suddenly occurred by the
driver's side of the car. He also had a very large-size gun pointing at my
head, and when I looked down the barrel it was like looking down the tunnel
of the subway. He told me to get out and I was so frightened I started to
get out without turning the car off or putting it in park so the car started
to move forward and the cop was reaching in the car trying to get the keys
out of the ignition and the gun is waving back and forth in front of my face
and he's yelling something and I finally stepped on the brake. A less than
auspicious end to the day and beginning of a new phase of my life.
I knew I was going to die. I had tried kicking this habit in the hospital
and couldn't do it. I have less than one lung and it just wouldn't function.
It just hung there hanging out and refused to work, so I knew I would never
make it out of jail alive."

And so on . . .

Otto