EXCLUSIVE: Prince’s former drug dealer tells how the legend spent $40,000 at a time on six-month supplies of Dilaudid pills and Fentanyl patches – highly addictive opioid pain killers – for 25 years…
The dealer said the musician suffered crippling stage fright and could not get on stage and perform without the drugs
…had a phobia of doctors so could not obtain a prescription legally.
This set me wondering how many other artists need legal pharmaceutical drugs just to get on stage and perform. And how many sports men and women too. And how many perfectly ordinary people, just to get through everyday life. With nobody else knowing.
And in fact I get the impression that in places like San Francisco, people may no longer smoke, but a great many of them are just popping pills instead.
How many of these pills are “highly addictive”? And how much do pharma companies make from selling what are in many cases highly addictive drugs?
We smokers may be despised as junkies simply because we very visibly light up and puff away, creating clouds of smoke. But if you just discreetly pop a pill every now and then, nobody will know that you’re an even worse junkie than any smoker. Which seems to have been the case with Prince, according to his drug dealer:
Doctor D said: ‘He was always a pill man – that’s why nobody ever saw him do drugs. He never shot up, or snorted cocaine’
We’re told that there’s a “smoking epidemic”, but I wonder how much that serves to mask another even larger hidden epidemic of pill popping, with Big Pharma supplying huge amounts of highly addictive (as well as novel and dangerous) drugs, and with doctors acting as their perfectly legal drug pushers.
These days I’m on zero prescription medicines. I take no tablets. I just drink tea and smoke cigarettes all day, and have a few shots of whisky to knock me out last thing at night – and I’m a social pariah of a kind that your children shouldn’t be allowed to see. If I swapped the cigarettes for nicotine patches, and the whisky for sleeping pills, I’d become a respectable member of society again, but I’d have just as powerful – perhaps even more powerful – a set of addictions as before.
But I don’t want to be respectable. And I prefer tea and cigarettes and whisky because I actually enjoy them. I can’t think of a single time in my life when I can say that I’ve ever enjoyed taking any tablet. It seems that the only difference between traditional products and the pharmaceutical drugs that replace them is that the former were usually very enjoyable, while the latter are entirely joyless.
…unless in San Francisco they hold pill parties where everyone has a high time while sharing their Dilaudid pills and Fentanyl patches?
I doubt it, somehow. It takes me about 15 minutes to smoke one of my roll-ups, and one hour to drink a pint of lager (other people can knock them back in minutes, but I linger over mine). But it only takes about two seconds to pop a pill. It’s probably precisely because it takes a long time to eat and drink anything that social rituals – lunches, dinners, tea ceremonies, drinking parties – and social venues – pubs, cafes, restaurants – have grown up around these activities. But such social bonding can’t happen when it only takes a couple of seconds to ingest the required dose. How do you linger over a pill? How do you savour a tablet?
When everyone’s on pharmaceutical tablets, and even their nutritional needs are met through direct stomach injections of NutriProxin™ in less than five seconds, there will be no more pubs or cafes or restaurants, and there will be no more dinner parties or tea ceremonies. And no taste or odour or texture either. And ours will be a completely socially atomised world.