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This review is from: How to rip off a drug dealer (Paperback)
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OK, so, this book spoke to me on so many levels. I'm from Cincinnati, the Queen City, so I know about drugs and drug dealers (DDs). It made me think about all the times I was leaving a drug deal and thinking, "Damn, I just got ripped off." So this book was like turning the tables on that whole thing. Sometimes I think I have to stick around, like it's a social thing or something, and get high with my dealer (who is ripping me off and more often than not smoking/using my newly purchased drugs), just because it's the right thing to do. And I'm always thinking that he (it's always a he, except for two time in my experience) is thinking, "When is this idiot gonna leave?" But then if you pick up and roll straight out, sometimes that's not cool because the neighbors might think that it's a drug operation next door. But they already know that, so it's an extended bad-faith charade. Still I do it. Or rather, did it.
Before I should die I should write about a pot dealer, let's call him Jim, who was born without arms because of Thalidomide. Jim was a photographer, mostly sports, who used his feet like we use our hands, which was amazing and also discomfiting when high. He lived in a fitted-out tool shed. It had a kitchen and a bathroom, but it was still a tool shed. On the same property was a Buckminster Fuller Geodesic Dome built to spec, which I never got to visit. To be honest, it was always kind of creepy pulling up to the place, which was adjacent to a large cave system frequented by spelunkers. Which brings me around to the whole "spraying water to weigh down weed" scam. I don't think "Jim" weighed down his pot, but only because that was back in the 80s and early 90s before the practice became widespread. Or so I've heard. Part of me thinks that DDs have always been diluting their product. I looked up diluting in the dictionary. It means adding water to something. It's like they think we don't know that we don't know. Hello Dealers, We know you're spraying it down. It's so f obvious. We get ripped off because it's like Ghostbusters, "Who you gonna call?" Nobody.
The genius of this book is obvious. I want to apply its principles to everyday life. I have a life coach now. His name is Michel de Certau and he was a Jesuit. He is currently deceased. Although he didn't write explicitly about spelunking or drug dealing, after reading his 2-volume "The Practice of Everyday Life" the connection is clear to me.
"How to Rip-Off a Drug Dealer" is a true bedside book, much better than A.S. Byatt's "Possession" in almost every way.
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