Ronald Bailey | January 23, 2003
I was enjoying a bit of baby boomer nostalgia watching The Big Chill on Bravo last night when the ubiquitous propaganda arm of Office of National Drug Control Policy struck again. After a scene in which the 7 reunited college buddies are all companionably getting stoned and drunk, the ONDCP ran one of its hyperbolic dishonest anti-drug commercials. It was pathetic. After all, the Big Chill group consisted of a bunch of successful people, a doctor, a lawyer, an entrepreneur, a journalist, a TV star, a suburban mom, and yes, a psych major turned hapless near-do-well drug dealer driving a beat up Porsche who is redeemed by his friends. Drugs don't destroy lives nearly as much as pointless drug wars do.
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