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Worlds of Pharmakopeia III: Opiates, Drugs of the Sweet Death

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Our English word for drug comes from the French word, ‘drogue.’ La drogue signified merchandise, but not just any merchandise commonly found in the markets of seventeenth-century Marseilles, France. This merchandise, like the other dangerous concoctions around the world, came from the Orient, or Asia. ‘Epiciers,’ or the spice sellers, legally sold this occult, hard stuff.

This drogue was a peculiarly special medicine, and not just for the ailing. It was really for those unfortunate, bedridden sick, dying from terrible and unknown pains. La drogue always sat ready for its desperate takers. It willfully took flight with its sacrificial victims onto the sweet ride of death.

Writing of death, the decade of the 1830s was an exceptional period for the ruthless scavenger cloaked in the monk’s robe, sporting the skull face and carrying the European peasant’s scythe. But this look of death was a bit more distinct and sensual. It didn’t fume the rancid Euro-sailor reek that made most foreigners almost vomit. It smelled more like a long pipe of sweet-smelling tar mixed with tobacco, or even cannabis. Accompanying this drug of the sweet death, was a deep aroma of British gunpowder and the bad death.

The greatest drug dealers in human history have not been the Colombian or Mexican narcos-cartels, nor the Afghan poppy bosses of the Golden Crescent, nor even the Kuomintang plant lords of the Golden Triangle; instead, the greatest drug dealers in human history have been two humongous Empires found in world history: the Second British Empire, (1783-1956), and the current Amerikan Empire, (the USA), with special emphases on its intelligence services, both the CIA and the DEA, or the Drug Enforcement Administration.

Within the dens and markets on the dirty South Pacific sea, off the coast of China, such as Hong Kong, existed the Imperial Trade. The time was around the 1830s. The British ran the Trade and controlled most the monopolies on the Trade. Other Europeans and European-colonials also participated in the madness, and just like the days of African slavery.

That sinister trade in humans meant the Black Gold kidnapped on the ‘dark continent,’ and then murdered en mass on the American continents during the 1700s. But this latter trade flourished under a stickier commodity.

The Qing Dynasty in China could not tolerate such attacks to its honor and dignity. The Europeans had slowly moved into the ports and cities, like Shanghai. Not only did the smelly and untrustworthy Europeans move in, but they stayed and demanded special ‘rights,’ or legal privileges for their dopey merchants.

The Euros also commanded special monopolies on their sacred commodities. The British, French, Dutch, Americans, Germans, Italians, Russians, and other flush faced monstrosities walked the ancient streets of the Chinese Emperor like demons on parade. The other devious interlopers were Japanese merchants.

The Qing Emperor decided to act and demanded that the British respect his law banning the importation of this other Black Gold, opium, and this time cultivated in Iran, Afghanistan and India. This Black Gold of the nineteenth-century had the infamous name of the Opium Trade.

Like other European colonial thugs before and after, the British East India Company refused to respect the Chinese law in the land of China. Did the British East India Company respect the Americans’ anti-Tea tax rebellions during the Revolutionary War in 1776?

The British already had the tea, and very soon, tea drinking became part of British middle class culture, with creamy milk added, and which is still widely popular in Britain today. But what about the millions of Chinese addicts visiting the dirty dens infested with bed bugs, so they could the smoke the magical pipe and hopefully – die the sweet death?

Britain weighed its options carefully, and decided that it could defeat the once great Chinese Qing Emperor. They were right. The British fought at least two full-scale wars against the corrupt and decadent, Chinese imperial court, murdering 50,000 Chinese anti-opium fighters with British rifle musket fire. The evil joke was on the Chinese, since they had first invented gunpowder about a thousand years ago! The British monopolists also took the port island city of Hong Kong, which they would not return to China until 1997.

China meanwhile began to drown within its own loss of face. The Taiping Rebellion would burst against the hated and dishonest European ‘buyers and sellers.’ Even with that defeat, the Chinese organized themselves into even more powerful secret societies, such as the Boxers, which also led to a full-on rebellion – and later, the Chinese Nationalist Revolution. With the Communist victory of 1949, the Chinese finally instituted real land reforms and ousted the European invaders from its territories – except for the cities of Hong Kong and Macao.

The worst slap in the face for China were the millions of pathetic addicts that lost their wills to live. How many lives and dignities snuffed themselves out for the light smoke of the sweet death?

But the colonial murderers and liars had the last laughs pitted against them. The Chinese opium den culture spread throughout the world’s cultures. Chinatowns opened up flea bag hotels for desperate Chinese workers trying to make some capital through slave wage work across the globe. Within these ‘Chinatowns,’ opium dens flourished, from Lima, Peru to San Francisco, California, from London to Penang, from Paris to Bangkok. A new class of ‘druggie’ entered the darkened smoking lairs.

In the late nineteenth-century, the rooms reeked of the strange blackened tar smoke, the interior decor was of dreary stained long mirrors, red burgundy-brown sienna peeling rice paper, and on the floor red burgundy, phony silk pillows and cushions. If the place had more ‘class,’ then they added dressing partitions and fans for the customers.

The customers were often Europeans, of both sexes, and many came from good class backgrounds and education. Some of them seemed to have that ‘bohemian’ look on them. What attracted those Euro-bohemians to the smoky dens once found in the rat and bug infested holes of Hong Kong?

Opium attracted them – and those sensual Chinese dens were only a small part of the Oriental exotic ambience. Opium, Morphine, Heroin and opium’s hundreds of both illegitimate and legitimate offspring, have offered to the world the peaceful nodding sleep, the deliverance from acute human suffering, both physical and mental, and the sweet death for the melancholic and hard life. The ultimate narcotic is for the dying, for those that desperately want to die, and for those that want to explore their own marvelous and sensual deaths.

For the evil empires of our modern world, and especially for the Amerikan Empire of Sociopaths, opium and its derivatives, with the refined genius of the permanently illegal Heroin, have become golden weapons in the marked arms of intelligence agencies. They are the finest weapons in the subduing of armies, of entire dangerous populations – and they have worked properly every single time – and still do until this very day.

Heroin still retains its status as the artist, traveler and outlaw drug in the Euro-American world of bohemians and rebels. For most of Heroin’s history, most addicts were often men. Yet recently, thousands of attractive young women, and often in their teens, have discovered the occult power of heroin in successfully controlling body weight. Only heroin can offer the female desire for the eating of sweets while retaining the skinny body frame. The sight of a woman’s dark and scrawny heroin body, or ‘heroin chic,’ offers the most profound sensual attraction of the dangerous ‘fashion model.’ Such is the strange and long history of the poppy plant first cultivated and traded in Mesopotamian Asia about 5,000 years ago.

The Sumerians traders referred to the poppies as the joy plants. Their brisk trade in joy, and the sweet death, made them welcome commodities in Ancient Egypt, the Phoenician coastal cities, and within the Greek city states. The ancient medical writer and philosopher, Hippocrates, referred to this plant as a good medicinal herb against pain, internal disorders and acute diarrhea.

Islamic merchants controlled the first opium monopoly during the medieval period, (800-1600 A.D.). Meanwhile, Europeans feared the drug’s ‘oriental’ powers. Opium growing spread to the Mediterranean climate, and especially into Egypt and Turkey, with another lethal commoditized drug, sugar.

Things changed swiftly during the Renaissance period, when the Portuguese traders, and later Dutch merchants, started to cut into the great Muslim traders’ monopoly of the plant. The Dutch even invented the offshoot of Opium, Laudanum, which mixed the poppies in liquor in order to deaden the bitter taste.

In the 1800s, a German doctor manufactured another derivative of Opium, called Morphine, named after the Greek God of sleep, Morpheus. Official medical doctors still legally use this drug as the last medicine for the dying. At the end of the nineteenth-century, a scientist working for the Bayer Company, would find the most powerful derivative of Morphine, called Heroin. In the early 1900s, when the Eugenics ideology moved into center stage, European and American governments banned the opiate serums.

Heroin has lately become the weapon exemplar for intelligence agencies, and especially in the US. After the loss of China in 1949, the western Kuomintang, or the KMT, helped by the CIA, fled into the Golden Triangle zone, (northern Thailand, Burma and Laos), and began to fund their terrorism against Communist China with Heroin profits. The eastern KMT took over the island of Formosa. The KMT thugs renamed it Taiwan, and established a notorious dictatorship continually supported by the Amerikan Empire as a cheap manufacturing base, and which still survives today.

What to do with all the Heroin production in the 1950s? The Amerikan Empire intelligence complex flooded African-American poor, urban neighborhoods with the dope, in order to destroy the growing militancy in the ghettos, such as the Copts and the Nation of Islam.

The CIA did not stop here. During the Amerikan Imperial invasion of Indochina, (1961-1975), the intelligence assets began the Air America scheme to transport Heroin from the Golden Triangle region and make some incredible profits. Where did they drop the dope in late 60s and early 70s? Again, they hit the African-American, poor urban areas hard and the urban Latino communities. The Black Panthers tried to fight back, but the FBI had them exterminated. The dope also found its street cred among radicalized returning US veterans and in the countercultural, hipster zones, such as the Lower East Side, NYC, and in Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco. LSD-Acid had its days, and so the dope killed the fun.

In the 1980s, while the CIA and NSA worked with major Crack-Cocaine importers from Latin America, they helped restart the Golden Crescent zone of Afghanistan and Pakistan, in order to debilitate the Russian armies fighting the Mujahedeen fighters.

And now, with the Amerikan imperial invasion and occupation of Afghanistan, Heroin is showing up everywhere. The Amerikan Empire’s intelligence agencies are dumping the stuff across the small remaining outposts of middle class, ‘white skin privilege’ Amerika. They don’t care where it goes anymore.

Of course, they are still getting help from their narco brothers across the southern border, and from every Mafia group found inside and outside of the US, including ‘the Kosovo Liberation Army,’ the same group of hired thugs the Amerikan Empire supported against Serbia in the 1990s. Joy to the imperial state and mafia criminals!

Other European intelligence agencies have also used the secretive dope weapon. When Italy and Germany began to heat up with youth resistance in the 1970s, such as the RAF, or the Red Army Faction, and the Red Brigades, all of sudden, cheap dope hit the youth scene. When nationalist youth fought furiously in Northern Ireland and in the Basque Country in the 1980s, the IRA and ETA nationalist fighting wings had to start hunting the dope pushers. Greece is the most youth radicalized country in Europe, and there, copious amounts of cheap dope flood the urban streets of Athens.

Why are rebellious youth attracted to the product in the first place? The answers lie in the sensuality of the sweet death, eternal sleep, permanent illegality of the most potent narcotic, and the heroin chic montage of eternal skinniness and authentic cool rebellion.

From the nineteenth-century, European Bohemia began to dabble inside the Opium dens. Some became rabid smokers, while others became ‘opium eaters.’ Oscar Wilde vividly described a literary scene where the eternally young, Dorian Gray, regularly visited the ‘London clubs.’ The French Romantic poet, Charles Baudelaire, fell into a severe Opium addiction while living in decadent Paris. He mellowed out his withdrawals with copious Hashish smoking. Other romantic Opiate dabblers were Thomas de Quincey, Lord Byron, Percy Shelley and Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

In the twentieth-century, when music took hold of European and American youth imagination with jazz, rock and its subgenres of metal, grunge and punk, Heroin embraced its newfound artist friends. Almost the entirety of America’s great jazz musicians got hooked into the Heroin miasma, such as Coltrane, Parker, Baker, Monk, Davis, Charles and Holliday. With Rock it has been about the same, and it is still this way. Some of the tragic deaths of numerous rock stars have had their connections to the Opiate serum. Even Hollywood actors have taken the Heroin plunge, such as Alma Rubens, Wallace Reid, Bela Lugosi, Montgomery Clift, John Belushi, Robert Pastorelli, River Phoenix, Chris Farley and Phillip Seymour.

Writing about the movies, an entire subgenre of cinema has explored the cool, pretty junkie, illegal drug, heroin subculture of squatters, traveling addicts, outlaws and tramps, such as ‘Trainspotting, Sid and Nancy, Candy, The Panic in Needle Park, Jesus’ Son, Requiem for a Dream, Gia, Christiana F, Gridlock’d, Basketball Diaries, Permanent Midnight,’ and ‘Drugstore Cowboy.’

Most importantly, Heroin has recently found another home among female models and handsome young women that don’t want to deal with the contemporary mental and physical pains of having to continually losing weight and staying thin. They have discovered that regular yoga workouts and vegetarian fad diets require enormous amounts of personal discipline and struggle. They are too sensitive for such fighting, so they have uncovered another secret weapon to keeping thin – the romantic life of the fringe drug addict. Heroin chic truly is chic, and in our modern world, it is here to stay.

And so here is the strange and fascinating history of the Opium drug. Across the globe millions of working class addicts have to struggle daily in order to feed their brutal habits and avoid the horrible withdrawals. Wealthy addicts have their stable connects, can simply shoot the medicine in their rooms, and die peacefully in their homes. Official doctors can prescribe various ‘legal opiates,’ such as Codeine, Vicodin, Fentanyl, Demerol, Suboxone, Percodan, Oxycontin and Dilaudid; while some unfortunate street peddlers now rot in the Amerikan gulag.

Its origins, like Cannabis, come from the exotic, mystical and occult Orient. At present, Heroin flourishes everywhere on the planet. A strange social concoction of artists, intelligence agents, musicians, disreputable politicians, poets, mafiosi and models have fallen in love with the poppy plant, yet Heroin offers the deep mental-physical release to all that use it. This utopia mixed with exaltation ultimately explains its rampant popularity worldwide. And finally, it relieves all physical and mental suffering – leading us all to the sweet death.

 

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Amerikan gulag

For some kids with white skin privilege, and holding the class privileges, or the money, to enjoy it, the ‘Sixties’ in the States was a time for free experimentation and more freedom. This was especially true for those lucky ones that lived in big American coastal cities, like Boston, NYC, Los Angeles and San Francisco. And for artist-musicians, the times had definitely changed, with a tidal wave of clear blue paradise that washed over the music-cultural scenes, from street concerts, cafe jams to three-day music festivals.

For the ‘others,’ and especially Black and Latino working class kids, the times were not that different. Change did not really happen, and in fact, the fascism got worse. Now, the US government emerged even stronger, and even more sophisticated in its manipulations and attacks. The monsters would hand out some economic aid to certain sectors in the racialized substratum, while other unfortunates stuck in the bars of poverty received the donut cop’s stick and the prison cell for longer stints than mass killers. This is exactly what happened to an African-American street hustler kid, named George Jackson.

As a teenager, he entered the street hustling world as a petty thief, and finally, for hitting a gas station at the age of 18, the state judicial system handed him a life imprisonment sentence. Jackson resigned himself to this terrible fate, or actually, his living death within the confines of the prison walls. Yet, he used his prison time prudently through becoming a voracious reader. Before prison, he was barely literate, yet within a few years, he transformed himself into an encyclopedia of radical history, conflict sociology, and Marxist philosophy. Jackson now walked the same path as the revolutionary Malcolm X.

The American Prison-Gulag destroys most inmates, yet George Jackson transcended it. Even when the prison authorities tried to silence him by throwing him in solitary confinement, or ‘the hole,’ he still read and wrote insatiably. He was able to have two books published from his erudite letters to supporters, ‘Soledad Brother’ and ‘Blood in my Eye.’

George Jackson was no fool either. He knew that the California state prison authorities were going to assassinate him. He became a field marshal for the Black Panther Party and began to successfully organize Black, White and Latino inmates in prison. The Hole, guard attacks, and isolation periods did not seem to work, so they transferred him to another prison. Even after the prison transfer, he still kept busy at his revolutionary work inside of the gulag inferno.

In 1971, the prison authorities finally set him up, and he went down to his last fight – by killing, two prison bum guards before sacrificing his own life as a revolutionary martyr. Only two years later, across the continent, Black, White and Latino prisoners united to successfully take the Attica Prison in New York. The governor of New York at the time was one of the Rockefeller thugs. He sent in the State Police for the murder rap, and he made sure that the prison revolt ringleaders died in the process.

The Rockefellers were no fools either, and they had lots of practice in the art of murder. Think on and look up the Ludlow Massacre of 1914. They were just always smart enough, and rich enough, to have other criminals do the murders for them. George Jackson died a revolutionary martyr, but he was not the only one, nor was he one of the few exceptions that have suffered at the claws of Amerikan injustice.

Millions of others have died terrible deaths, and still die terrible deaths, through the evil grasps of the Amerikan prison system. It is now the largest in the world, in both the actual number of prisoners-parolees, almost seven million, and in the percentage of prisoners to the general population, now two percent of the general population. This same nefarious system also has the most severe punishments and prison sentences in the world. The entire Amerikan system of legalism, legal law miasma, state prosecutor misconduct, and prison construction, has transformed the American landscape into a dangerous Prison Sociopath.

Thousands of prisoners still rot in the system’s dungeons due to crimes committed during the same 1960s of George Jackson’s time! No other gulag system in the world contains such prisoners from over forty years ago. Almost all of the prisoners that still endure the loss of their lives from the sixties, seventies and eighties, remain in lockup due to their political crimes against the system, such as the donut cops and the bogus authorities. Their crimes were simply fighting against the Amerikan Empire.

They are political prisoners, but the United States government represents the only government in the world that does not recognize such political prisoners. Even the British Empire eventually recognized the political status of IRA prisoners after the Hunger Strikes. Only, serial killers like Charles Manson still reside within the prison walls for the same amount of time. Yet, murderers, rapists, robbers and career criminals have had less time served than our ‘political prisoners,’ or as the US state apparatus murderers categorically state, ‘convicted terrorists.’

A Cuban right-wing terrorist that blew up an airplane walks around Miami as a freeman, while a killer of one of the Kennedys has his parole repeatedly denied after over forty years of time served. Politicians annually add more laws on the books to ensnare more and more US citizens in the felon and prison web. Yet, the elites that do mass robbery through cooking the banks’ books, pushing flim-flam mortgages on naive buyers, or robbing account holders through numerous fees, or even the generals that have committed murder and genocide through mass warfare, have either received light fines, severance salaries, or federal government payouts. This same legal system has a complete two-tiered judicial system, one for the political-economic-military elites and another one for the rest of us. The state criminals refuse to acknowledge such as travesty.

This unacknowledged two-tiered justice system is the reason why the laws are so convoluted and increase daily within the skank legislative halls and closed judicial chambers. The political-economic-military elites can pay good lawyers to skip around the legal miasma, while the rest of us have to endure the legal fiat of the appointed judge and the double entendre of the district or state attorney. This is the great Amerikan legal fraud.

The district or state attorney receives the reports from the police or state agencies against the defendant. Then, the DA simply adds a greater list of charges to the indictment, since the DA has the sole legal rights to press charges. The politically ambitious state attorney then throws ‘the book’ or the long list of charges against the defendant’s attorney. The defense attorney has no other choice then to advise the defendant to plead guilty to the lesser charges. This infernal method has the innocuous name of ‘plea bargaining.’ Now we know the true reason why the Amerikan prison gulag keeps growing exponentially.

With the annual increase of felony loads against the citizenry, and for the most inoffensive of ‘crimes,’ will all of the forced plea-bargaining from the state, the defendant has no chance in the ‘court of law.’ In most American large cities, public defenders must endure heavy backlogs of cases. The malefactors that run this legal system have concocted a mastery of evil. The politically ambitious prosecutors will convict the innocent in order to prove their toughness on crime; meanwhile, they will protect the donut cops from their thefts, tortures and murders. The police forces do have a reputation to uphold.

Driving on America’s highways and byways, one sees the growth of the prison industry, both state and private ones. Prisons have even become one of the most lucrative industries for many states. The Amerikan Empire, or the United States, has become the greatest jailer and legislator of unjust laws in world history. The Amerikan prison-gulag has thus transformed itself through creating its own political economy. The Amerikan prison-industrial complex regularly employs forced inmate labor at slave wages, gouges indigent prisoners on telephone calls, and even fines prisoners for their own jail time! The Prison Sociopath is alive and eating. Let this essay be a warning to those that live inside of this Imperial Beast.