February 11, 2005
THE DRUGS DON'T WORK
After estranging himself from his wife and child several years ago, a brilliant musician and family friend got himself hooked on heroin and went to jail. After his release, Steve got himself into a halfway house and was trying to kick when he was killed in a botched robbery a few weeks ago. Time to drop the nostalgia-as-heroin analogy, at least here.
Thanks to everyone who sent responses to this thread. I framed the argument too loosely: I am not for or against drugs, or nostalgia. I see these practices as gels we place in front of our brain bulbs, and I want to understand the ways in which these choice change our consciousness. I am thinking on "paper," slowly and feebly, about time and memory, and these posts are simply flashes of fins above the water. I do not know yet what I want to say. Except that heroin is fucked up and I am really sad Steve is gone.
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