WAR ON DRUGS AN ATTACK ON FREEDOM

I have a daughter on heroin. The only reason Alison is alive at the
age of 32 is that her parents care about her, shelter her and love
her even as she lies and steals our money.

But it's not drugs that threaten everything we hold dear. It is a
paternalistic society that deems her an infant, incapable of choosing
between right and wrong.

Let's face it, we are a society of infants. A delusional social order
vying to exert control over an ignorant population. Like the monkey
who covers its eyes, we refuse to recognize evil for what it really is -- fear.

The war on drugs is about fear --the fear of losing control, of
plummeting into chaos and ultimate annihilation. We are not facing
the truth -- about war on religion, sex or drugs.

Ask yourself, do you truly believe that an amnesty in the drug war
would thrust you and yours into a hideous, back-alley world of
zombie-like addicts, who to get their fix would obliterate everything
you have -- your property, your possessions, the health and safety of
your children?

Would you rather pretend that drugs are an insidious short-cut to an
otherwise perfect world?

Do you want to continue this charade until we are all living in
Pleasantville, Stepford, or some such utopia, clean and sober to the end?

The war on drugs is a war pitting the powerfully blind against the
most vulnerable. It is an attack against the only ideal worth
fighting for -- freedom.

My vote went to the real Jim Green in last Vancouver mayoral
election. But Mayor Sam Sullivan's stance on drugs has my blessing.