But the fourth amendment states that heroin usage is legal and a constitutional right. Imagine a oligarchical dictatorship taking over in washington, turning america into a environmental wasteland, trying to take away your syringe. Then what do you do ? You got robots in the streets, taking your jobs, without you having a way to defend yourself by taking the edge off. No way to choose anymore. Because that's what pro-heroin or against heroin boil down to. Not being able to choose, after you chose wrong once. Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose something' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

And no- heroin is not funny. Not once. But neither is living in a society that tells you that you got all the chances, and you are a loser if you dont take them, and then there are no chances.