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Let Us Pray for Pete Hegseth

and all the other undereducated chest-thumpers in the world who run roughshod over the rights of freedom lovers far and wide

by Brian Ballard Quass, the Drug War Philosopher

March 21, 2026



Last night I saw the head of our newly named Department of War on television, Pete Hegseth, telling me to get down on my knees and pray to Jesus Christ. That's right, the head of my country's military was directing me to make my obeisances to Jesus Christ right there and then -- to Jesus Christ! Well, I did what any freedom-loving American would do in such a case: I ran to my front door to look outside and see if I was still in the United States. The country that I grew up in, after all, was not a theocracy, least of all a theocracy ruled by warmongering evangelicals who scorn all democratic norms. Surely, my condo had been transported overnight via an F-5 tornado to some despotic dystopia on the other side of the globe. I must have somehow slept through the whole thing!

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Strange, I had flipped the television on to get an update on the phenomenally poorly planned war on Iran, and instead I got a sermon.

Fortunately, two can play at that game, in proof of which, let us now bow our heads in prayer.

Dear God, we come before you today sick unto death with the Drug Warriors' attempts to destroy time-honored freedoms in the name of ending the use of godsend medicines which they are determined to demonize while yet glorifying not simply the drinking of alcohol, but the actual abuse of the same -- in proof of which, Lord, I call your attention to the shelves full of so-called "hydration games" at the local Walmart, including but not limited to Chug o' War, Shot Clock, and You Laugh, You Drink. It would be funny, Lord, were it not for the fact that this childish hypocrisy of ours about psychoactive substances has an ever-growing body count around the world.

Speaking of which, we pray for the families of the hundreds of thousands of Mexicans who have been killed by Drug War violence in the last 20 years alone and of the tens of thousands who have been "disappeared," as they call it, Lord, all so that America can outlaw the divine plant of the Incas. Speak to the hearts of American parents whose fearmongering about their children has helped bring us to this sorry pass. Remind them that they are not the only stakeholders in the drug debate, and that they can only save their children from drugs by throwing the rest of the world under the bus, and especially minorities and foreigners.

Remind them that folks like myself have been shunted off onto so-called 'meds' that are far harder to kick than heroin, all because drug prohibition has given a monopoly on mind and mood medicine to pharmaceutical companies. Remind them, while you're at it, Lord, that it is humiliating to take drug tests and that it is just plain wrong to judge people by what substances they decide to ingest, not to mention the fact that it's just plain anti-American, anti-freedom, and a violation of the natural law upon which America was founded, insofar as John Locke himself, Jefferson's go-to man on natural rights, declared that we all have a natural right to the use of the earth and all that lies therein, which includes the poppy plant, the coca plant, mushrooms, cacti and even synthetic medicines that are inspired by such natural bounty as these.

And now a special request, God, in light of the disturbing case of Claire Brosseau, the depressed Canadian entertainer who wants to die because of her depression. Speak to the hearts of all involved, meaning Claire herself, of course, Lord, but also a certain Stephanie Nolen, the healthcare reporter at the New York Times who wrote a story about the case without even mentioning the drug prohibition which is keeping Claire depressed in the first place. Help Stephanie et al. to grasp the once-obvious fact that drug use is actually better than dying. Am I right, God? Teach them that it is absurd to ask the government to help you to die, when that same government is withholding from you the kinds of substances that could make you want to live! Teach them that Claire should be fighting not for an unprecedented right to have the government help her to kill herself, but rather for her time-honored right to take care of her own health as she sees fit. In other words, God, Claire should be fighting to end drug prohibition, not just for herself, but for the rest of the hundreds of millions who are similarly depressed and have been denied medicines that could cheer them up in a trice!

Finally, we pray for Pete Hegseth and all such laughably under-educated chest-thumpers who have done so much to destigmatize idiocy, meanwhile thinking that they can invade countries at will merely because their leaders might be using or selling the divine plant of the Inca, which, if that is true, Lord, then Muslim nations should be able to come stateside and arrest our leaders for our sale and exportation of alcohol and tobacco around the globe.

We pray in the name of replacing violence and arrest with compassion and education.

Selah.

Whew! That's refreshing. Now pardon me while I go back to the front door and scope out the landscape again. I fear that the Talking Heads were right: this is not my beautiful house. This is not my beautiful wife. And I bet if I go outside to the parking lot, I'll find that it's not even my large automobile anymore. All bets are off when America's Secretary of Defense becomes a Secretary of War and starts literally preaching to Americans rather than giving them updates from the battlefield.








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Alcohol makes me sleepy. But NOT coca wine. The wine gives you an upbeat feeling of controlled energy, without the jitters of coffee and without the fury of steroids. It increases rather than dulls mental focus.

Drug Warriors never take responsibility for incentivizing poor kids throughout the west to sell drugs. It's not just in NYC and LA, it's in modest-sized towns in France. Find public housing, you find drug dealing. It's the prohibition, damn it!

Here's the first step in the FDA process for evaluating a psychoactive drug: Ignore all glaringly obvious benefits.

In Mexico, the same substance can be considered a "drug" or a "med," depending on where you are in the country. It's just another absurd result of the absurd policy of drug prohibition.

The "scheduling" system is completely anti-scientific and anti-patient. It tells us we can make a one-size-fits-all decision about psychoactive substances without regard for dosage, context of use, reason for use, etc. That's superstitious tyranny.

The goal of drug-law reform should be to outlaw prohibition. Anything short of that, and our basic rights will always be subject to veto by fearmongers. Outlawing prohibition would restore the Natural Law of Jefferson, which the DEA scorned in 1987 with its raid on Monticello.

If opium and cocaine were re-legalized, hospital buildings would no longer be the secular cathedrals of our time. Some of that wealth would actually go to healthy people.

The formula is easy: pick a substance that folks are predisposed to hate anyway, then keep hounding the public with stories about tragedies somehow related to that substance. Show it ruining lives in movies and on TV. Don't lie. Just keep showing all the negatives.

After a long life, I have come to the conclusion that when all the establishment is united, it is always wrong. (Harold MacMillan)

And we should not insist it's a problem if someone decides to use opium, for instance, daily. We certainly don't blame "patients" for using antidepressants daily. And getting off opium is easier than getting off many antidepressants -- see Julia Holland.


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