Confusing Black and White

[cbertsch]

The story of a woman who called police to report that the cocaine she'd purchased was not up to snuff -- or smoke, in this case -- is surely making many people laugh. But it's more than an anecdote. Her actions show that even someone in her altered state knows that the real function of the state is to serve the market. She just forgot which market she was dealing with, a problem encountered by many people under the influence.

Comments

[flw.livejournal.com]

I really, really doubt that story is true. They usually leave out details like... the dealer was her pimp and he had recently used a blowtorch to remove another pimps tattooed name on her ass. But I like your point better. It is also entirely possible that she had no idea crack was illegal. Could you imagine living a life like this? From the terse story, I imagine her calling the Police with a report of domestic abuse. When they arrive they demand to know where "the male" is? When "the female" informs them that "the male" is not her husband, they start sighing and get exasperated, she starts rattling off the littany of abuses she's endured... including being sold bad cocaine.

Notice that no one asks the essential question. If the cocaine in question is NOT ACTUALLY COCAINE, then what was she arrested for? If it's not cocaine, then they have no case. I think this is one of those stories that gets told and retold.

I am personally surprised that the Police dare to interfere in the most sacred bond that humans share: that between buyer and seller.

"Ma'am... Ma'am... there is nothing we can do Ma'am. Funds were exchanged. Products were delivered Ma'am, and that is sacred... Ma'am."