When my son was in college,he did some of the usual stupid crap.
But it never took hold of his soul.
We had alot of talks.Talks about loss of innocence and growing up.
How when some poor Mexican drug mule is told to kneel at the foot of his/her
own grave (that he/she was forced to dig at gunpoint).....and how,at the last
moment of his/her earthly existence-----if you could look into his/her eyes
and explain WHY this needed to happen to him/her.
Then go tell the same things to his (or her) parents,siblings,etc.
(and that by buying that coke---you were FINANCING the deed.)
....and no,you don't get to play the 'copout' game."I'm just a kid!"
"I didn't pull the trigger,so I am NOT responsible".
You just didn't have the guts to point the weapon between the eyes
of a trembling and terrified human being YOURSELF-----so you impotently
hired someone else to do it when you created demand for the product.
(coward).
In later years he told me that was an image he found difficult to
shake----ugly albeit useful.
Some would call that playing dirty.But being a parent is not a game,
and anyone who blathers on about 'fighting fair' has never been in a real
fight......for anything that mattered.
I'm sure Kaim understands.So does anyone else who has been involved
in this knife-fight-in-a-phone-booth.......that we call 'addiction'.