Thursday, 18 March 2010

Die high

 

“Victims” of “legal highs” are utterly undeserving of sympathy. Toilet-bleach, creosote and Pot Noodle are all “legal” but that doesn’t mean you need to ingest them. Please could all you ‘Psychonauts,’ “pharmaceutical adventurers’ - or whatever you’re calling yourselves this week - please remove yourselves from the genepool and the already overstretched NHS ASAP. If you sincerely want to be in the vanguard of medical advance, offer yourself up for organised pharmaceutical trials. If you wilfully buy and consume “research chemicals” explicitly designated

“NOT for human consumption”

then you deserve everything that’s coming to you. If you consume chemicals “not for human consumption” then this should be taken as a legally-binding relinquishment of the title “human” and a surrendering of all the rights that accompany human status. I wish all you “legal high” devotees a long and agonising death. XO.

Same applies to all you twats who think your drink needs a codeine mixer. I feel sorry for those you Purple Drank addicts leave in your wake.  If you choose to poison yourself, that’s on you.  Don’t expect sympathy.  Don’t expect paramedics to waste their time on your self-inflicted poisoning.  Don’t dress up your moronic disregard as either some courageous act of youthful rebellion or some faggy cry for help. 

 

 

If you’re an adult then start acting like one and take responsibility for your own actions.  You wanna poison yourself for kicks? Find a gutter and go party like it’s your birthday.  At least have the basic decency to take responsibility for your own life/death. Parliament’s got bigger and better issues to preside over than the needless misadventure of some dumb chavs who don’t know how to party without killing th

emselves.

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