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...patients lie in the emergency room, beset by mysterious pains. When the ) doctor arrives, one patient asks, "What's wrong with me?" The other patient, who is an addict, pleads only, "Can you give me something for the pain?" The two questions come from different universes...
This is the shape-shifting landscape of addict and alcoholic. The two terms mean in essence the same thing: a powerless dependence upon one drug or another, whether the chemical is legal or illegal. Here boundaries blur and melt. "Responsible" adults -- fathers, mothers, bankers, Senators, solid citizens -- become dangerous aliens. Their cars fly across the median in the middle of the night. The high began as a creamy indulgence and ends as a squalid necessity, a fix. The soul begins to die. It passes over into realms of the surreal and savage, into moral blackout and passivity...
...work with female inmates are happy to see the changes but wonder why more isn't being done in the first place to prevent women from falling into the ruts that lead to prison. "Is incarceration the most rational way to deal with a woman who is a drug addict?" asks commissioner Sielaff. The country would do well to invest in programs for drug abusers, for battered women, for incest survivors and for the children of inmates, says Elaine Lord, superintendent at Bedford. But instead, the nation's prison systems, much like the overburdened school systems, have become the social...
Behold every parent's worst nightmare: the six-year-old TV addict. He watches in the morning before he goes off to school, plops himself in front of the set as soon as he gets home in the afternoon and gets another dose to calm down before he goes to bed at night. He wears Bart Simpson T shirts, nags Mom to buy him Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles toys and spends hours glued to his Nintendo. His teacher says he is restless and combative in class. What's more, he's having trouble reading...
...unplugging the phone, drawing the blinds and passing out. She drank the dregs from the wineglasses after parties and gulped peanut butter to disguise the smell. Her isolation was matched only by her shame: she had often been held up to the public as a model of a recovered addict. In the final pages, as she describes losing everything, Kitty finds her strongest voice. By the end, she'd win every vote for courage and all hopes for a victory...