Seth Stevenson sums up the great hallucinogenic conclusion in today’s Slate:
One thing about interesting drugs (not boring drugs like cocaine or Vicodin) is that they can help you appreciate simple truths. Things you’ve been taking for granted. I mean, you look down at your hand, and the drugs say, “Wow, far out, there are bones inside my hand!” but then the sober, together voice in your head says, “Well, of course there are bones inside your hand, you doofus—you have a skeletal system to provide structure for your body,” and then the drugs say, “No, dude—there are bones inside my hand! That is trippy!”
Right on the money. At least, that’s what The Malcontent has heard. Right, right? Has heard.
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Where’s Why I Hate the Man, Part. II?
I’m working on it.