a sequel to the Charles Fort classic of 1919, featuring the thrice damned accounts of the positive use of drugs
by Brian Ballard Quass, the Drug War Philosopher
December 3, 2023
PROCESSION of the damned.
By the damned, I mean the excluded.
We shall have a procession of data that Science has excluded.
With those three lines, Charles Fort launched his attack on the exclusionary practices of dogmatic science in the Book of the Damned. "I have gone into the outer darkness of scientific and philosophical transactions and proceedings:", wrote Fort, "ultra-respectable, but covered with the dust of disregard. I have descended into journalism."
I now descend into journalism myself in an attempt to eke out Fort's book with some data of my own, drawn from newspapers published before 1900, when the Drug War ideology of substance demonization was still just a glint in the jaundiced eyes of puritanical politicians.
Fort's many well-documented examples of arbitrarily excluded scientific data were drawn from sightings of anomalous phenomena either in the sky or issuing therefrom. But my excluded data are of another type entirely. They come from the many positive reports about psychoactive substances that used to appear in newspapers prior to the 20th century and the codification of substance prohibition. Now those reports about positive drug use are damned, gathering dust, totally invisible to modern science. Worse yet, there are very few new reports of positive drug use even reaching the stage where they would be eligible for damnation these days since scientists (amateur and professional alike) know that it's risky to report anything positive about the modern scapegoat called drugs.
Those few who successfully run this gauntlet of disincentives find a science establishment that is unmoved by common sense. You say that laughing gas cheers you up? Modern scientists see no sign of that, or if they do, they fail to see any benefit in such a state. You say that MDMA makes you compassionate? Modern scientists see no sign of that, or if they do, they fail to see any benefit in such a state. You say that coca helps you obtain a prolific output in your chosen field and thus achieve vocational self-fulfillment? Modern scientists see no sign of that, or if they do, they fail to see any benefit in such a state.
The fact is that the damnation process now has the backing of the federal government and scientists do not want to alienate their benefactor by acknowledging that there are any benefits whatsoever to drug use. This Drug War collaboration comes easy to modern science, however, thanks to its outdated materialist viewpoint that consciousness is a mere epiphenomenon. If that's so, then a millennia's worth of anecdotal reports of positive drug use can be safely ignored as so much subjective blather. All that really counts are biochemistry and genetics, and human beings are interchangeable widgets amenable to one-size-fits-all cures for mental and emotional problems.
Sure, it is technically legal for scientist and layperson alike to sing the benefits of drugs that have been criminalized by racist politicians, but anyone who praises coca or opium is setting themselves up for reprisals in the workplace and society in general. In fact, I fear that the DEA is holding meetings even as we speak trying to find a way to arrest or otherwise silence the self-avowed responsible drug user Carl Hart, author of "Drug Use for Grown-ups," one of the handful of prominent people in the world who's actually daring to speak the simple truth about drugs. In Charles' Day, they merely ignored folks who spoke truths that failed to gibe with modern dogma: in our day they seek to arrest such reporters or, barring that, to remove them from all roles of importance in American society.
In short, Fort was lucky. He lived before Drug War ideology had made data damnation a civic duty. If I could travel back to 1919 and confront the author, I would tell him just one thing: "You don't know from damnation, Charles!"
Book of the Damned II: Damnation #1
The Imperial Incas of Peru
On page 2 of the Boston Globe from New Year's Day 1886, JJ Tschudi praises the value of coca in what appears to be an extended selection from his 'Travels of Peru'. He quotes a certain Dr. William S. Searie to the effect that: "[Coca] is one of the most remarkable productions of the world, and has powerful therapeutic properties." It was considered to be a gift to the Inca from the sun god, for whom it was the living embodiment here on earth. This plant was said to satisfy the hungry, give strength to the weak and make them forget their misfortunes. It made oracles speak and its presence in their homes kept away all accidents and crime. None could visit the tomb of his ancestors, or invoke their spirits, unless he had some Coca in his mouth.
Fast-forward 150 years and bureaucrats in Washington, D.C. have decided that the coca plant has no positive uses for anybody, anywhere, ever. No, not one single benefit. What's more, they have determined that it is downright immoral to suggest otherwise. Who knew? One wonders if the DEA is getting their information about drugs from Mary Baker Eddy via a Ouija Board.
Scientists must be ecstatic because they now have the green light from their own government to pretend not simply that the coca plant has no positive uses, but that the plant does not even exist. Coca would have never passed scientific muster with them anyway due to its failure to produce the kind of results that would satisfy a reductive materialist, namely those that would show up under a microscope or in a brain scan. That's why Dr. Robert Glatter wrote a 2021 article in Forbes magazine entitled "Can nitrous oxide help those with treatment resistant depression?" Could it help? Was Dr. Glatter serious? Was he channeling Dr. Spock of Star Trek when he wrote that piece? He had to ask that amazingly naïve question because the laughter of the depressed does not count for him: he's a materialist who needs lab scans to see if folks like myself are "really" happy - whatever that means. I'd be more than happy to give him an affidavit to that effect ("Yes, laughing gas actually works for me, thank you very much, Doc!") if Robert would only sign off on my use of a plant medicine that the Inca considered to be divine. Then we'll let bygones be bygones and say nothing about the fact that the government had no right whatsoever to outlaw Mother Nature in the first place, least of all in a country that was founded on the principles of natural law.
But no such luck. When it comes to the outlawing of coca, materialist science says "Good riddance," I'm afraid.
Meanwhile the patriotic editors of magazines like Scientific American and Psychology Today play dumb for the government on the subject of drugs by producing endless feel-good pieces about the "latest treatment" for depression, this month telling depressives like myself that we need to go to bed earlier (or was that later?) , the next month telling us to drink less coffee (or was that more coffee?), and never a word about the outlawed godsends that grow at our very feet. Whenever they start to run out of politically acceptable bromides for fighting depression, they recycle a therapeutic blast from the past that one had naively thought to have been long since discredited: see, for instance, the Shock Therapy 2.0 now being promoted by Sci News in a series by Laura Sanders. Well, shock therapy worked before for the severely depressed, didn't it? In fact, the nursing staffs could not say enough about the treatment. It rendered their hitherto excitable charges so tractable and uncomplaining that it seemed little less than a miracle. Turns out such treatment has a time-honored history, dating back to caveperson days when the first cro-magnon gave his brother-in-law a sharp whack on the head with a club, only to discover to his amazement that he had thereby transformed the erstwhile obstreperous neanderthal into an eminently pliable (if perhaps somewhat morose) cave mate.
Charles Fort was right: the scientific establishment is hypnotized by the existing weltanschuung. "The coca leaf?" ask the modern scientists. "What coca leaf? Never heard of the stuff. What MDMA 1 for that matter? What laughing gas 2 ? What opium 3 ?"
Of course coca already had its detractors back in 1886, "but mark one thing," writes Tschudi.
"This detraction has not come from scientific investigators, nor from those who have patiently examined into the facts, such as Sir Robert Christison, Baronet (M. D., D.C.L., LL. D., F.R.S., President of the British Medical Association, Professor of Materia Medica in the University of Edinburgh, Physician to her Majesty the Queen), Prof. Fauvel of Paris, Prof. John M. Carnochan of New York, the distinguished surgeon. Dr. W. S. Searie of Brooklyn, the eminent writer, and a score of men equally distinguished for honest devotion to the truths of science."
No, the detraction came from the great great ancestors of grumpy puritans like William Bennett and Kevin Sabet, whom Tshcudi refers to as "kickers." "In all professions and in all callings," writes Tschudi, "there is a class of men who gain notoriety by their adoption of the role of kickers. Their success in life -- their stock in trade as 'twer. -- lies in the notoriety they gain by detracting."
It won't surprise the modern reader to learn that the main "kickers" against the coca plant at the time were also the principals of a firm that produced a tonic for which coca proved to be a fearsome rival. "The real secret of the yarns about Coca which have recently been appearing in the papers," Tschudi reports, "lies in the jealousy of a large manufacturer of certain tonic preparations the sale of which has become greatly abridged by the growing popular appreciation of Coca as a tonic."4
In "The Book of the Damned," Charles Fort compiled a long list of factual stories that science had "damned" (i.e., ignored). He focused almost exclusively on the many published reports of unusual substances "falling from the sky," including stones, axes, animal matter, resinous residue, blood, frog spawn, beef, coal, sulfur, limestone, etc.
"There are so many records of the fall of earthy matter from the sky," wrote Fort, "that it would seem almost uncanny to find resistance here, were we not so accustomed to the uncompromising stands of orthodoxy--which, in our metaphysics, represent good, as attempts, but evil in their insufficiency."
In other words, modern science is blind to the facts that do not serve to advance existing hypotheses and theories.
Why is this relevant to the topic of drugs?
Because Charles Fort did not know from damnation! He lived before the western world had damned all stories about the positive uses of drugs.
And why did the west do so?
Because scientists had their own beloved theories of behaviorism and reductionism, by which they felt they could understand the world. They therefore insisted that we must look under a microscope to decide if a drug has REAL beneficial uses. In other words, scientists could ignore all positive anecdotes about drug use, they could ignore all positive historical use, and they could even ignore psychological common sense. Their job was not to investigate reports of positive drug use, but to prove that positive drug use was impossible -- at least until such time as science found a non-obvious way to prove that drug benefits actually exist, one that could be quantified and shown in a PowerPoint presentation to research funders.
And so billions have to go without godsend medicine because modern science cannot wrap its materialist mind around the glaringly obvious fact that psychoactive drugs have benefits -- indeed, their benefits are only limited by our imaginations in employing them.
To repeat and reiterate, then: Charles Fort did not know from damnation! No facts have ever been more thoroughly and ruthlessly "damned" than those that suggest positive uses for outlawed psychoactive medicines.
Peyote advocates should be drug legalization advocates. Otherwise, they're involved in special pleading which is bound to result in absurd laws, such as "Plant A can be used in a religion but not plant B," or "Person A can belong to such a religion but person B cannot."
Drug Warriors rail against drugs as if they were one specific thing. They may as well rail against penicillin because cyanide can kill.
If the depressed patient laughs, that means nothing. Materialists have to see results under a microscopic or they will never sign off on a therapy.
Drug prohibition is the biggest tyranny imaginable. It is the government control of pain relief. It is government telling us how and how much we are allowed to think and feel in this life.
Science knows nothing of the human spirit and of the hopes and dreams of humankind. Science cannot tell us whether a given drug risk is worthwhile given the human need for creativity and passion in their life. Science has no expertise in making such philosophical judgements.
The drug war bans human progress by deciding that hundreds of drugs are trash without even trying to find positive uses for them. Yet scientists continue to research and write as if prohibition does not exist, that's how cowed they are by drug laws.
Lying billboards in Philadelphia say that "Fentanyl Kills." NONSENSE! If Fentanyl kills, then so do cars, horses and alcohol. PROHIBITION IS THE REAL KILLLER.
Almost all talk about the supposed intractability of things like addiction are exercises in make-believe. The pundits pretend that godsend medicines do not exist, thus normalizing prohibition by implying that it does not limit progress. It's a tacit form of collaboration.
The DEA should be tried for crimes against humanity. They have been lying about drugs for 50 years and running interference between human beings and Mother Nature in violation of natural law, depriving us of countless potential and known godsends in order to create more DEA jobs.
Addiction thrives BECAUSE of prohibition, which limits drug choice and discourages education about psychoactive substances and how to use them wisely.
PROCESSION of the damned.
On page 2 of the Boston Globe from New Year's Day 1886, JJ Tschudi praises the value of coca in what appears to be an extended selection from his 'Travels of Peru'. He quotes a certain Dr. William S. Searie to the effect that: "[Coca] is one of the most remarkable productions of the world, and has powerful therapeutic properties." It was considered to be a gift to the Inca from the sun god, for whom it was the living embodiment here on earth. This plant was said to satisfy the hungry, give strength to the weak and make them forget their misfortunes. It made oracles speak and its presence in their homes kept away all accidents and crime. None could visit the tomb of his ancestors, or invoke their spirits, unless he had some Coca in his mouth.
Peyote advocates should be drug legalization advocates. Otherwise, they're involved in special pleading which is bound to result in absurd laws, such as "Plant A can be used in a religion but not plant B," or "Person A can belong to such a religion but person B cannot."