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By WALTER DAY
My great Uncle Ed liked to drink. The family
thought he had a problem with his drinking. Uncle Ed did not think he had a problem. He would say, “I can stop anytime I want to.” They said, “So stop.” Uncle Ed would always reply “I don’t want to.”
Uncle Ed came home a little early one night and looked in the window of his house and saw his neighbor kissing his wife. He was asked, “What did you do?” He replied, “I got even, I went over to his house and drank all of his whiskey!”
Sounds like a funny story. It is not, because the addiction to alcohol and the burning need for it causes shame Ail actions. Uncle Ed loved his wife more than life itself but the need for booze required more immediate satisfaction. In 1971, when I first became interested seriously in the subject, I read that 65 percent of the people in state prisons were there as the result of the use of alcohol (should I say misuse?) and of those, 40 percent were in on bad check charges. I don’t know what the statistics are today, what with the effect of the more modern drug addictions.
I often wonder how much damage is done by the simple weed marijuana. If one uses it compulsively for 30 years, how much brain is left? Certainly during that period the person’s life has been wasted; if the weed does nothing else it steals one’s time. But it does a lot more than that. It steals genius as well
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