Abolish the War on Drugs
I was a victim of the War on Drugs The War on Drugs and the consequences of its immorality had come home to me. One afternoon in 1993 I came home from work and discovered the back door had been kicked in. It was very scary. The police came and fortunately there was no one hiding in the house. I took an inventory of what was taken – some stereo equipment, a portable computer, a steam iron, and my jacket – items that were easily fenced. What I was most upset about was my jacket. It used to be against my skin when I wore it, and I felt so …