Thursday, 18 April 2013

The truth about cocaine



*The names of the individuals in this article have been changed to protect their identity.
Considering we are to be talking about a substance that has been less than elusive for decades, it seems bizarre that one would entitle this article ‘The truth about Cocaine’. You would probably ask me “what else is there to know?’ And you’ve probably seen it on the TV, or at a mate’s party cut into lines on a table, or you might even have a little baggie stuffed into your wallet next to your debit cards and receipts. And sure I could just bore you to death with all the statistics and figures, which I will discuss a bit in a moment, but what real use will is that? Rather than ramble on about the scientific facts of the drug I want to tell you the real stories of the people behind the rolled up fiver. From a university student who has started experimenting to a hard core addict, it is here that you will hear true experiences about the UK’s favourite party drug.

According to the UN we in the UK consume more coke than any other country in Europe, with more than 1 million regular users of the drug. Most of us will either know someone who takes it or have taken it ourselves. The way cocaine is usually ingested is through the nose.
All sorts of people take coke so it is difficult to pin point who is riding the white pony, but the reasons they take it are often the same; for escaping and having the opportunity to be elsewhere for a bit, or just for a good time.

Some of the biggest users of the drugs are young adults, particularly those entering into university. I spoke to Charlotte, a 19 year old student who is now in her second year of university studying in the West Midlands. Charlotte is a strikingly normal girl; medium brown shoulder-length hair, a sweet smile and is very polite and eager to answer the questions I had.
She said, in a fairly diplomatic and indifferent manner, that she started using cocaine when she was 18 and just starting university, ‘I normally take it more than once a week at uni, but at home every two weeks or so”. For her taking the drug is simple, ‘I just like to feel buzzed for a night out’.

Charlotte was eager to say that whilst she will for now continue to use the drug she does not intend to get addicted ‘At the moment I control what I take and when I take it therefore I believe I can stop when I want to’.

The addictive nature of cocaine has always been a concern surrounding the substance.  I think most people would agree that no one would choose to become addicted to any drug, but why do some people go from chalking up before a night-out, to scraping every penny they can get their hands on the fund their cravings for a sniff? I spoke to Steve, 24, who refers to himself as a heavy user of cocaine. He had just got out of bed when I arrived to his house around noon and was lighting his first fag of the day. Whilst he was yawning lots and still waking up he said that he started taking cannabis at 12 and first tried cocaine when he was 18 or 19. He said the reason he began to take it was because his mates did. He claims to spend around £150 a month on coke, which is nearly all the spare cash he has on him after living expenses. He has in the past considered quitting but ‘I just love it too much’.

So now we have heard from a recreational user to one that has become reliant on the drug. I next wanted to speak to one of the people who provide us in the UK with the substance to find out more about what the coke business itself.
I tracked down Adam, a dealer operating in the UK who agreed to speak with me. He was friendly and nicely dressed and not the standoffish prick I expected. He said that he got into dealing when he was 14 and started selling cannabis before his dealer offered him the chance to make more money by selling coke. From there he started selling to friends, and then as be became more established his market expanded. I asked him what percentage of cocaine is in the stuff he sells, but he didn’t know. I also asked if he cuts the drug up with anything else, to which he replied ‘nothing at all’.

Cocaine purity levels in the UK have dropped from 67% to 56% according to the 2009 world drug report, who is to know what the other crap in there is. It could be powdered milk, speed or caffeine to give the user more of a ‘buzz’ or other whitish powders such as talc or baking soda. But other dealers are putting more and more harmful substances into their batches, such as painkillers and anaesthetics which give the famous ‘numbing sensation’ which can contain lidocaine or phenacetin that can cause cancer (sourced from Frank).

I went onto ask Adam about the people that take the drugs he sells. I asked him if he ever felt concern for the people who buy the drug from him, to which his response was ‘Not really. My job is giving then what they want. It’s their problem how they use it”. He refused to answer any questions regarding his profits but when I left he smiled and waved then drove off in some nice white car.

Whether or not the blame lies with the dealers or the users, the truth remains that people will probably continue to use drugs no matter what they know or do not know about the dangers.
A final question I put to each person I interviewed was if they thought cocaine should be legalised. I’ll end with their responses:

Charlotte, recreational user- “No, I don’t think it should be made legal. It has harmful effects and is clearly addictive and damages people’s lives… If made legal those more vulnerable would be able to take it and this is something I would not advise.”

Steve, heavy user- “No point making it legal, it wouldn’t be as strong. But I can see the upsides; with taxing it and there being no drug wars.

Adam, cocaine dealer- “Fuck that… I’d be out of business.” 

Sunday, 28 October 2012

Not even gonna bother calling it Blogtober

Oh my poor neglected blog, it has been so long. I've been really ill past few weeks and spent most days curled up in bed feeling sorry for myself. I wish the reason I haven't blogged much was because I was out doing shit cool stuff but instead I've just been watching Dallas and YouTube videos of dogs playing with babies.

I've done some kinda cool stuff. I volunteered at a festival in Birmingham called Supersonic Festival. It's like this three day event with music, film and arty stuff. I got a free ticket for volunteering so I saw a few stuff, like this mini car race track made out of vinyl records and stuff, but the hours I was given were total shite and I missed all the cooler music and films I wanted to see. I did catch this one film though, it was called 'Black Mass Rising' and it was legit like watching an acid trip. It was about the occult and all this dark shit and I really liked it, although I have to admit I'm still quite confused about it. Outside the theatre I met the director. She was French, thin and pretty and smoking lots of cigarettes.

I'm probably going home tomorrow, I have a week off from uni so I thought I'd see the folks. Plus I super miss my dog. I will be spending Halloween in Torquay but it's ok, I doubt I would have ended up doing anything here anyway and I can spend it at home eating sweets and watching scary films (kinda like most nights of the week for me, no?)

I've had a few ideas for some blogs recently so now that I have an assignment out of the way and no deadlines for a few weeks I can crack on and do something for this blog of mine, get some readers for myself or something.

It's late now and I want to sleep but I have terrible heartburn and am dying for a wee. Until my tummy stops hurting I'll probably just browse the web, stalk people I've never met on FB and watch some porn. Night all.

Sunday, 14 October 2012

Blogtober

14th October

Blankets, food, pj's and telly; I am having a duvet day. Right now I am watching episodes of Dallas from the 80's and sipping cups of tea. This is probably my favourite way to spend my time lately.

The uni work and the hard slog starts again tomorrow, but a whole day of me time is just what I want right now,

Thursday, 11 October 2012

Blogtober

12th October

I have absolutely nothing at all to talk about today. But I took some photos in my house. Enjoy.




Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Blogtober

10th October

Once again I failed at posting everyday. Yesterday I was so tired I completely forgot. I started weightlifting with the lads. I hurt. A lot.

On a completely different note I have recently been considering veganism. As of today I will become a full vegetarian again- I have taken a stint in the past few years of eating fish due to health reasons but it is still something I don't feel right about. I do not write this to try and push my beliefs onto others and I do not have issues with other people eating meat- all of my family and the majority of my friends are meat eaters- I just want to share my thoughts on the issue. Cutting out meat has not been an issue for me and I have done so for around 5 years now. But I think not eating cheese, milk and eggs will be the real challenge. It's something I have been thinking about anyway. Until tomorrow guys.

Monday, 8 October 2012

Dead simple way to get mermaid hair


 This method is so simple it hardly needs explanation but I thought a little trick I use to get beautiful wavy mermaid hair without using heat or damaging your hair.
My hair is naturally very straight and does not style well at all. It won’t hold curls, even if I backcomb and unload a whole can of hairspray it will still be flat as Kate Moss’ tits in a couple hours time. The only way I have found my hair will ever do anything cool is if I style it when wet- and by style I mean tie it into a top-knot and leave my hair to kink and flick out when dry. 
I’ve been seeing this trend of ‘mermaid hair’ spamming my twitter and popping up all over tumblr etc so I finally caved in and decided I wanted to be like Ariel too. Decent crimpers are too expensive and I knew mini-curls just would not work. So I thought back to when I was a young-un and remembered when my mum used to put my hair in little plaits when wet before bed and I’d wake up in the morning, take them out and hair crimpled kinky locks. So last night I gave it a go after I washed out the hair dye.
The steps are crazy simple

All you will need is-
·         Comb
·         Wet hair
·         Thin strips of rag/material long enough to knot around your hair
·         An ability to plait
Comb through your hair to get rid of all the tangles. Then take sections of your hair and start plaiting. If you want bigger waves in your hair do bigger plaits, if you want smaller waves do smaller plaits. Tie the pieces of rag onto the ends of your plaits so they won’t fall out. That’s it.
Here’s what I looked like when all my hair was plaited:



And here is what I looked like in the morning after I took them out:




As I write this I am on the train back to uni and it has been about six and a half hours since I took the plaits out, and considering I didn’t use any hair spray and I got caught in the rain this morning I think it’s held up well. I’ll show you now (excuse the poor quality photo and the horrendousness of my face, I forgot I had makeup on and rubbed my eyes a minute ago!):



Now for the girl whose hair never keeps style this is quite an achievement.
I recommend this little hair experiment, let me know if you give it a go, Thanks for reading J.

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Blogtober

7th October

Right now I am torturing myself by dying my hair using Live colour XXL. This stuff fucking stings and my roots feel like they're on fire. I've used this colour since I was about 13 and it's always hurt but fortunately my hair has never fallen out from it (touch wood).

I am trying to get my hair platinum blond/white from red for Halloween  I eventually want to dye my hair pastel colours but that's for later. It has been ginger/orange for just over a month now from the last time I used Live Colour XXL. It did well getting rid of the red but the ginger just wont seem to budge. I've never used real hair bleach because it's all a mystery to me and the bitch at Sally's refused to help me or give any advice (apparently if she did and if fucked up, I could sue) so I've just stayed away. If this doesn't work I'll have to leave it another month or so, then try that 'Colour B4' stuff. I don't know too much about it but I believe it is a colour stripper and it will hopefully remove the ginger colour in my hair. I don't know, I'll find out more and see if I want to give it a go.

...Right just rinsed the dye out and my hair is exactly the same except now I have ridiculous white roots. Colour B4 it is. I'll do a review on it when I do it. Fucking hate my hair. Argh.