So you've sent your 18-year-old child away to college. You're so happy and excited for her, aren't you? She's going to get to have all those big fun experiences you had -- innocent drinking games, social mixers, pool parties, mischievous raids on opposing sororities, jammy parties with the girls, and all night study sessions fueled by fresh, hot pizza, right?
If this is what you think is going on in your college kid's life, you're an imbecile. You're out of touch, living in a fantasy world, and being duped by the kid who just a few years ago was playing with her Barbies or Jurassic Park action playset.
The reality? Your kid, right now, as you read these words, is snorting Oxycontin (the pharmaceutical name for heroin) up her nose.
Or she's binge drinking herself to unconsciousness and sleeping it off on a sidewalk or on the side of a street.
She's puffing away at cigarettes and having unprotected sex.
She's "partying" with boys she doesn't know, getting completely wasted, and then getting gang raped.
And those all nighter study sessions fueled by pizza? Well, that's half right, only the fuel isn't pizza -- it's handfuls of Ritalin, that shit you and her irresponsible teacher introduced your kid to at the age of eight "for her own good." Ritalin, you see, when overdosed, makes your kid extremely awake, alert, and focused so she can stay up 72 hours straight without sleeping to counter all the ill effects of all that booze and Oxy she's been pumping into herself.
Oh, and after her big test is done, since she's already been up 72 hours, the next "fun" thing to do is crush up ten or twelve Ambien and snort them. When taken as prescribed, Ambien, the "gentle, non-habit forming sleep aid," makes you really, really sleepy. But if you take a huge dose of it through your nose and force yourself to stay awake, you hallucinate, big time.
It's called "Ambien tripping," and it's all the rage. When you finally fall unconscious, you're in a virtual coma, and the boys can have their way with you any which way they like.
But the biggest, most sought after designer drug on campus these days is Oxycontin. Oxycontin is a pain drug originally designed to be given to terminal cancer patients in extreme agony. Here's what it really is: Heroin.
Yes, that dirty shit you see people cooking up in a spoon over a candle and then shooting into their arms. That's what Oxycontin is. Only difference is that Oxy is cooked up in a legal lab by people in lab coats rather than by scuzzy dirtbags in abandoned houses.
But the effects are 100% the same.
Extreme addiction. Extreme euphoria. Complete loss of free will. Total dedication to the drug. Painful, horrific withdrawals. A life constantly fighting off the craving, even after you've gone through detox and rehab and have "cleaned up."
Your little Ashley, you see, has figured out that popping an Oxycontin is an OK little pick-me-up, but to really get wasted, you need to crush them up and -- yes, you guessed it -- snort it up your nose through a straw. What an awesome feel good rush!
Right now, as you read these words or consider where next to go on your family vacation, an entire generation of hardcore drug addicts of the worst kind is being created. Take a hidden camera into any fraternity or sorority party on any college campus in the country and you'll see with your own eyes the reality of why Brittany needs so much money "for food" since "the cafeteria food sucks."
All that cash your lavishing on her? I mean, after all, she needs spending money, right?
Right up her nose.
Don't think your little Ashlee, Brittany, Courtney, Dylan, Jacob, Emily, Madison, Joshua, Emma, Jessica, Luke, or Jennifer is doing this? Think she would
never get involved in this stuff? She's "too good" or "too smart," right?
Get your head out of your ass.
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