Phil Lesh risked his liver, lost, and took a liver from some other poor sucker who may have only suffered from Hepatitis. The point is that he, like gun nut and Coke freak, David Crosby are rich spoiled brats who are indifferent to the rights of any one but themselves.
Now that I've grown up and am no longer a stupefied child, I really have a very low opinion of drug abuse and find nothing heroic about it.
I note that when I was a stupefied child - and was possessed of garbled thinking and poor analytical skills - I was an opponent of nuclear power. But like I said, I've grown up. I give a shit about other people, which is why I oppose placing them in higher risk.
I note that the alleged presence of orgies at cooling towers has never caused a death - unlike the curious activities of people who are too high to do other things - say like drive a car. It is pretty telling that opponents of
sane energy make a case on "rumors." They need "rumors" since they are incapable (and what would you expect from a doper) of providing facts. This is even more self indulgent in the time of global climate change and criminal war, but hey, who's counting: Let's go admire the bus.
In general I think that the whole Deadhead acid game was an exercise in self-absorption, much like, say the Greenpeace retard squad that now poisons our air and water in service of a solar nirvana that they talk about - like a bunch of stoners - and don't produce - also like a bunch of stoners. (Stoners, man, hey, like, hey man, it's cool, like, man, like hey, like man it is so solar, and fuck man, don't hassle to me, like I'll get to it like before we die man...)
Here is a telling little blurb from a "celebrant" of the Deadhead style who gazes longingly and admiringly on the lack of social responsibility that characterized the Grateful Dead:
http://www.reason.com/0303/cr.bd.come.shtmlOne of the ironies of that scene was the U.S. government’s key role in creating it. Robert Hunter suggested that in a way the U.S. government "created me...and Kesey and the Acid Tests," and thus the Grateful Dead. Both Hunter and Kesey were first exposed to powerful psychedelics such as LSD, mescaline, and psilocybin as volunteers in government military research in the early ’60s. (That research didn’t just create hippies. Military strategist Herman Kahn of the RAND Corporation was also a heavy Army acidhead. He insisted that during one particularly heavy trip when he seemed to be just lolling about on the floor muttering "wow," he was really quietly reviewing potential bombing strategies against Red China.)
Like I said, the Grateful Dead never played a single gig in tune, even, I'd guess, when they were partying with military research volunteers who have achieved now, a different kind of fame. The Dead's fan base didn't notice, mostly because, unsurprisingly, they had eroded their ability to
think clearly or to perceive clearly. Some of those people exhibit these same attributes decades after Keith Godchaux risked the lives of everyone who shared the road with him, even as he himself was killed. Volunteers of America indeed. Got a revolution and all that.
The world doesn't actually need more consumerist waste cases too high to know what is and is not dangerous. It needs people who have a remote sense of what is going on. Desperately.
I have contempt for the rich trust fund boy spiel, the navel gazing that I associate with a certain credulous mind set, and I have not deviated from that position since I stopped financing violence and death in the drug exporting countries in order to, what was that particular bit of doublespeak, oh yeah, "feed my head."