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Calling Doctor Scumbag

a radio play about that crazy drug war!

by Brian Ballard Quass, the Drug War Philosopher

October 28, 2023



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Cartoon featuring a sign in front of a grade school reading: Drug Free Zone... except for coffee, nicotine, alcohol, cigarettes, SSRIs... sugar, chocolate, aspirin, Monster-Energy drinks...
Signs that read Drug Free Zone are proselytizing on behalf of the drug-hating religion of Christian Science. We should not want to be free of drugs in cases where they could be useful -- which are potentially legion in a sane world.




Dr. Scumbag, you're wanted in the penitentiary. Dr. Scumbag to the penitentiary, please.

FRIDAY: My name is Friday. I carry a drug testing 1 kit.

I had just gotten the call from headquarters. It seems some children in a Van Nuys hospice center were being given morphine to treat some quote unquote severe pain. I thought I'd check out the report. If doctors are really dealing junk to children, heads have got to roll.

So thinking, I turned to my partner Frank and said...


Chop-chop, baby. There's a report of some bigtime drug abuse at Panorama City Medical Center.

FRANK: Panorama City Medical? Isn't that in a drug free zone?

FRIDAY: That's right, Frank. It's practically right across the street from Ranchito Avenue Elementary School.

FRANK: Yeah. Those drug dealing scumbags will be eligible for the death penalty if we catch them trying to dope up those helpless kids.

FRIDAY: Turn on the light show, Frank, my scumbag radar is going off.

FRANK: Say, what is a hospice anyway, Joe?

FRIDAY: A hospice? I don't know exactly, but it's obviously some kind of hospital.

FRANK: Whee doggie, you mean we're going to be arresting doctors?

FRIDAY: That's right, Frank. At least if we can keep ourselves from shooting them in cold blood when we see them dealing junk to the unsuspecting children.

2:38 P.M. We arrived at the hospital and made a self-righteous beeline for the Admissions department, where we were greeted by the receptionist.


RECEPTIONIST: How may I help you, gentlemen?

FRIDAY: We're looking for the Hospice Center.

RECEPTIONIST: Upstairs and to the left. Next?

FRANK: I'm with him!

RECEPTIONIST: All right, keep your shirt on. Jesus.

FRIDAY: 2:39 P.M. With guns drawn, we ran up the stairs and out into an open area full of hospital beds where we stopped to reconnoiter.


FRANK: I give up, Joe? Where exactly is this hospice center? All I see is a bunch of sick children.

FRIDAY: Did you say sick children, Frank?

FRANK: Yes, I did, Joe. Why?

FRIDAY: Then this must actually BE the hospice center.

FRANK: Good catch, Joe. What now?

FRIDAY: Now we just hide ourselves behind this water cooler and wait for a doctor to come along with the goodies.

FRANK: How can they do it, Joe? I mean, the kids are already sick. And now they want to turn them into addicts as well?

FRIDAY: I know, right? But get behind the water cooler so that we can catch them in flagrante delicto.

FRANK: In fragrant what?

FRIDAY: Never mind, Frank, just hide.

2:41 P.M. We waited for what seemed like hours but was actually only three minutes. Finally our patience was rewarded as a doctor walked in carrying a very suspicious looking syringe.


GIRL: Doctor, it hurts.

DOCTOR: Don't worry, sweetie. This will make you feel better.

FRANK: No it most certainly won't. Drop the syringe now!

DOCTOR: Who are you?

FRIDAY: We're your worst nightmare. Now drop the syringe and come away from the little girl.

DOCTOR: But she's in pain.

FRANK: The nerve of this guy, trying to use the little girl's unfortunate medical condition to excuse his own sordid drug pushing.

GIRL: What's happening?

FRIDAY: Everything's fine, honey. This man isn't going to bother you ever again.

2:55 P.M. We arrived back at headquarters with scumbag in tow. Our lab guys verified that the syringe was indeed filled with medical-grade morphine 2 , enough to bring peaceful sleep to dozens of hospice kids, thereby turning them into mindless junkified addicts for life.


FRANK: When will folks learn that drugs are not the answer, Joe?

FRIDAY: Hopefully not before December 31st, 2045, Frank.

FRANK: Why's that, Joe?

FRIDAY: Because that's when I retire from the police force, Frank.

FRANK: Oh.

ANNOUNCER: On November 9th, trial was held in the superior court of Los Angeles county. The scumbag was found guilty of 7 counts of drug possession, drug dealing, and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. He is currently on death row. In a strange twist, the hospice is reporting an unusually high rate of deaths among their young clientele. Police theorize that the creep was not only injecting kids with drugs, but with contaminated drugs at that.










Notes for essay entitled Calling Doctor Scumbag: a radio play about that crazy drug war!:

1: Drug Testing and the Christian Science Inquisition DWP (up)
2: Three takeaway lessons from the use of morphine by William Halsted, co-founder of Johns Hopkins Medical School DWP (up)




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Champions of indigenous medicines claim that their medicines are not "drugs." But they miss the bigger point: that there are NO drugs in the sense that drug warriors use that term. There are no drugs that have no positive uses whatsoever.

Mad in America solicits personal stories about people trying to get off of antidepressants, but they will not publish your story if you want to use entheogenic medicines to help you. They're afraid their readers can't handle the truth.

Besides, why should I listen to the views of a microbe?

Capitalism naturally results in disease-mongering by a self-interested medically establishment -- and disease-mongering requires the suppression of medicines that work holistically.

It's amazing. Drug law is outlawing science -- and yet so few complain. Drug law tells us what mushrooms we can collect, for God's sake. Is that not straight-up insane? Or are Americans so used to being treated as children that they accept this corrupt status quo?

The Drug War is the ultimate example of strategic fearmongering by self-interested politicians.

The UN of today is in an odd position regarding drugs: they want to praise indigenous societies while yet outlawing the drugs that helped create them.

If we can go overseas to burn poppy plants, then Islamic countries should be free to come to the United States to burn our grape vines.

Philip Jenkins reports that Rophynol had positive uses for treating mental disorders until the media called it the "date rape drug." We thus punished those who were benefitting from the drug, tho' the biggest drug culprit in date rape is alcohol. Oprah spread the fear virally.

Outlawing opium was the ultimate government power grab. It put the government in charge of pain relief.


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