There. I've told you what happenned. You still need to see this movie. Because this guy didn't do anything wrong. No, his life was ruined, sadly, incredibly sadly, by men in black uniforms. His family was broken up, his little girl was stolen from him by the f.b.i. and the d.e.a. They are the bad guys in this movie, though we hardly see them. This movie graphically portrays the profound wrong done by the war on freedom, er... some drugs.
Some of you are probably thinking, "He did this to himself. He broke the law, and now he has to pay." Bull. The law is an ass. He transported plant extracts to people who wanted them, satisfying their desires. I'm sure some of them abused these plant extracts, and ruined or ended their lives. Was that his fault? No. He didn't point a gun at anybody and force them to ingest anything. They were happy to pay him lots of money for the opportunity to do it. "But he got them addicted," you say. No. There is no addictive substance on the face of the planet. There are plenty of people who become addicted to, to name a few, plant extracts (drugs, food), rubbing parts of their bodies on parts of other people's bodies (sex), pieces of paper with pictures of presidents printed on them (money), moving really fast inside/astride hunks of steel or atop animals or slippery slats of wood/steel/porcelain (racing), guessing the outcome of popular events (gambling), or telling other people what they may and may not do (power). None of these addictions is caused by the object of the addiction. Most of the objects, including drugs, are inanimate. They are incapable of causing anything without the addict's willing participation. All of these addictions are completely caused by the addict him/herself. When the addict is ready, the addiction will fall away like dead leaves in the autumn. If we let it. And except for the power freaks, the only victim of these non crimes is the addict himself. I've been there. I know.
Except for the power freaks...
I must admit that I've never understood power addicts. People who want to tell other people what they may and may not do. This movie gave me a clue, however. These people's souls are the shriveled refuse tossed away by Satan. Even the Prince of Darkness can't squeeze any more juice out of them. They have nothing left but to suck everyone else dry, in a futile attempt to find again that which is irretrievably lost. Stop fighting vice. Vice exists only inside your head. Stop forging laws. Laws cannot be made, they can only be discovered. Stop it. Your souls died eons ago. Realize that there's nobody left walking around inside your bones. Go away and let the living live. Or maybe... be reborn. Breathe out for the first time. Realize that we are all absolutely free, and that nothing anyone can do will ever change that. Join the celebration. Dance. Sing. Fly.
Bill St. Clair
14 April, 2001