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It is hard to type with this monster compression sleeve on – I have to wear it at night – I should be sleeping but can’t.
Something about this world of ours feels wrong tonight, sad tonight
I know of one thing
For the ten years I have lived down here, nearly every weekend I have loved to listen to the talented musicians, the wonderful sound of music being played in the plaza just over the line. I never even had to wait for it in the summer. Dusk would come and the music would start on warm evenings, as if they naturally just happened together.
I used to say to myself with a smile every time the music started, “Mexico is singing tonight.”
Mexico no longer sings. Not at all. An eerie silence. Silence.
I guess it is the fearful violence of the drug wars that have stopped it. My guess – the ‘law’ over there is no longer allowing people to gather in that plaza. The music is GONE. I have not heard it one single time since this spring and then summer began.
Changes that happen, that cannot be predicted, and sadly perhaps can never be reversed. No longer is “Mexico singing.” So sad. It makes my heart so sad.
It is like a light has gone out. A light, gone out of my life and I was never even over there to see them playing – I always believed the people danced. How could they NOT with that happy music? I miss it. I used to lie in my bed and listen until 2 or 3 in the morning – they never even took breaks, just kept on singing and playing that wonderful music. No more beautiful voices. No more music. Like the dying of the life in our vast, incredible oceans. All over our world. Is the darkness creeping?
Can you hear this sound of silence? It is the sound of death.
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The drug war. All the people in the United States consuming these drugs. The darkness. It is creeping. This is in my neighborhood. Nogales is a little over an hour away from my home directly west:
Mexico- Nogales, Sonora – 21 people dead – About 12 miles from Arizona
21 die in bloody shootout southwest of Nogales
[The not-so-hidden destructive costs of addictions.]
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Stop the Storm 
Over 80% of substance abuse is for self-medication. People hurt, and so they drown it in temporary oblivion.
The way to fight drugs is to change society into one that is not built on inherent meaninglessness and dissatisfaction. Read http://mudsmith.net/essay.html
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Bob
I agree, though we might use different terminology to describe ‘the problem’. I see the pain and hurt as being rooted in troubled human social-emotional attachments beginning from birth and all the addictions that humans are prone to as being linked physiologically into distortions of our human attachment system’s ‘feel good’ and ‘feel bad’ chemical patterns.
“Perhaps it would be best, then, if we had no laws at all?”
That is a much more complicated issue. We obviously are a society that condones, celebrates, enjoys, and employs drug use. There is a big mixed message. Law in general is much too complicated to be a means of making a clear message. If we had sane laws, based on getting along together, locking up those who commit acts of violence until they prove it would be safe to let them back on our common ground, giving assurance to those ill-treated that restitution would be made, that kind of thing, we could have an intelligent discussion about law. In too many instances laws are used as bludgeons against those not in favor by those in charge.
I see the point here, “We are all in ‘this’ together,” where ‘this’ is the quality of life and overall state of well-being or ill-being we create and maintain as individuals, as civilizations and as a species.
The drug wars are not about people (anywhere) consuming drugs. What drug wars do you see between Merck and Phizer? between Johnny Walker and Glenlivet? Between R.J. Reynolds and Phillip Morris? The drug wars are, like the booze wars in the 20s and 30s in the US, about prohibition. They are about evil law lords v. evil drug lords. They are about telling people what we can’t do with our own lives, how to medicate for pain (so they make the most profit, side effects be damned), how to divide us into “us” who would never do illegal drugs, and “them” dirty degenerates who don’t care about anything but getting high.
Perhaps it would be best, then, if we had no laws at all?