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Now, will the 30,000 ppl who reblogged the original be intellectually honest enough to reblog this?
Humans are the only ones insisting that any gods exist at all; literally none of the gods are doing it themselves. I don’t care what any of them thinks or wants until someone can demonstrate that any of them exist in the real world, outside their respective storybooks.
In 1994, John Ehrlichman, the Watergate co-conspirator, unlocked for me one of the great mysteries of modern American history: How did the United States entangle itself in a policy of drug prohibition that has yielded so much misery and so few good results? Americans have been criminalizing psychoactive substances since San Francisco’s anti-opium law of 1875, but it was Ehrlichman’s boss, Richard Nixon, who declared the first “war on drugs” and set the country on the wildly punitive and counterproductive path it still pursues. I’d tracked Ehrlichman, who had been Nixon’s domestic-policy adviser, to an engineering firm in Atlanta, where he was working on minority recruitment. I barely recognized him. He was much heavier than he’d been at the time of the Watergate scandal two decades earlier, and he wore a mountain-man beard that extended to the middle of his chest.
At the time, I was writing a book about the politics of drug prohibition. I started to ask Ehrlichman a series of earnest, wonky questions that he impatiently waved away. “You want to know what this was really all about?” he asked with the bluntness of a man who, after public disgrace and a stretch in federal prison, had little left to protect. “The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I’m saying? We knew we couldn’t make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders, raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did.”
I must have looked shocked. Ehrlichman just shrugged. Then he looked at his watch, handed me a signed copy of his steamy spy novel, The Company, and led me to the door.
Nixon’s invention of the war on drugs as a political tool was cynical, but every president since — Democrat and Republican alike — has found it equally useful for one reason or another. Meanwhile, the growing cost of the drug war is now impossible to ignore: billions of dollars wasted, bloodshed in Latin America and on the streets of our own cities, and millions of lives destroyed by draconian punishment that doesn’t end at the prison gate; one of every eight black men has been disenfranchised because of a felony conviction.
i’m going to just leave this right here and reblog it a few times until i think y’all understand the weight of this.
#blacklivesmatter
“So I’m being held, and every person in this body is being held to a higher ethical standard than the President of the United States?”
“That’s right, ‘cause there are some ethics committee rules that apply to you.”
“And it’s already super legal, as we’ve seen, for me to be a pretty bad guy, so it’s even easier for the President of the United States to be one, I would assume.”
“That’s right.”
“Thank you very much.”
Rep. Ocasio-Cortez Exposes the Problem of Dark Money in Politics
From Kasia Babis.
This is important to grasp.
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I continue to find it paradoxical that this joker is President of the United States. Who would have imagined that a serial liar, a failed businessman with the morals of a snake could come to be elected president of the most powerful country in the world, it is perplexing. Trump is a reflection of the type of people that supported and voted for him. That ought to tell you something about the times we live. Not good.
Yeah, fuck that.