I never helped them get high, explicitly. I'm sure plenty went and escaped their dope-sick. So be it.
I don't want to save them, much less the world. Just trying to do a good turn for what I am sure are ultimately selfish reasons. I call it a win-win.
But you have to be careful because cops are no good and will assume things not in evidence. Back in December, after seeing my mom, I went to decompress by driving around town. I parked by a funeral home on the west side, broke out my phone and went on reading. After maybe 20 minutes I decided to go home. A mile later I got pulled over. The cop tells me I was "enticing for prostitution". What the hell? Now I need a lawyer and will have an actual trial on 1/14. My friend Jim Loriega used to say "no good deed goes unpunished". When I was young, my desire to see the better in people caused me to reject this as uncommon. I was wrong. There wasn't even anyone on the street. You know you're no longer in a free land when you can't park legally and read your damned phone in the attempt to keep your own head from exploding.
And of course my mom passed away this morning at 11:34, and I really need this extra bull$#@! on my plate, not to mention that it will spill into my dear wife's lap. And what frosts my cake is that the punk cop will have to make no account of himself. I will be out a large sum, will have my name disparaged and maligned in the eyes of some, not that I care what people think, but the principle of it offends be greatly for its injustice. You can't sue, they will not hold him to answer for his violation of trust. I am disgusted. But I won't be cowed, bullied, or intimidated from doing what I know to be right for me.
Always beware of cops, trust none of them, and shun them at all times.