I was young. I was getting drunk in a dive in old Baja Oklahoma. It was so long ago the jukebox was wailing “Mendocino.” It was so long ago the dancers all wore tassels and thongs. A strobe light throbbed like the end of sex so even if you stared you could only see about [...]
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People in modern America get loaded for exactly the same reasons the desperate poor drank gin in Dickens’ London. But, at least the Dickensian wretches never faced arrest for drowning their sorrows. Today, the greatest danger from drugs may be persecution by the police. Last week, four more members of the Galloping Goose Motorcycle Club [...]
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Monday, November 16, 2009
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