
During our stifling walk through Taboga Island on a typical summer day in Panama in February 2026, our resident tour guide brought us to the oceanside house of Francisco Pizarro, where the Conquistador lived the good life with the help of his encomienda of 150 indigenous slaves before setting off to conquer Peru, not once, but twice. I was startled to learn that a house with such a name even existed on the so-called "Island of Flowers," let alone that it was located on a street that unapologetically boasted the same controversial name. My astonishment only grew when our guide informed our small group of day trippers that the house is still in the hands of Pizarro's descendants to this very day. "What?", I thought to myself. "Did not the indigenous people of Peru successfully demand the removal of the equestrian statue of Pizarro from the Lima capital in 2003? Why is this house and street tolerated by the Mestizo population of the island, given their tangible connections with the peoples whom the Spaniard decimated for nepotistic gain, the encomiendas thus generated being shared with his three equally ruthless brothers?"

Materialist puritans do not want to create any drug that elates. So they go on a fool's errand to find reductionist cures for "depression itself," as if the vast array of human sadness could (or should) be treated with a one-size-fits-all readjustment of brain chemicals.
Mad in America publishes stories of folks who are disillusioned with antidepressants, but they won't publish mine, because I find mushrooms useful. They only want stories about cold turkey and jogging, or nutrition, or meditation.
To treat opioid use disorder, we should re-normalize the peaceable smoking of opium at home as an alternative to drinking alcohol.
Even fans of sacred medicine have been brainwashed to believe that we do not know if such drugs "really" work: they want microscopic proof. But that's a western bias, used strategically by drug warriors to make the psychotropic drug approval process as glacial as possible.
Cocaine use is a blessing for some, just a little fun for most, and a curse for a few. Just like any other risky activity. We need to educate people about drugs rather than endlessly arresting them for attempting to improve their mental power!
Almost every article about suicide is shallow because it takes drug prohibition as a natural baseline, even though drug prohibition outlaws substances that could so clearly elevate mood.
My local community store here in the sticks sells Trump "dollar bills" at the checkout counter. I don't know what's worse: a president encouraging insurrection or an electorate that does not see that as a problem.
Champions of indigenous medicines claim that their medicines are not "drugs." But they miss the bigger point: that there are NO drugs in the sense that drug warriors use that term. There are no drugs that have no positive uses whatsoever.
NIDA is just a propaganda arm of the U.S. government -- and will remain so until it recognizes the glaringly obvious benefits of drugs -- as well as the glaringly obvious downsides of prohibition. We need a National Institute on Drug Use, not a National Institute on Drug Abuse.
It wasn't until western prudery and racism came along that we started to judge people by the substances that they chose to ingest, rather than by their actual behavior in the world.

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