The fiction of the '70s will be the science of the ’80s, so for our first issue of the ’80s High Times sent Brad Balfour to talk with a dozen of the best science-fiction writers, including Isaac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, Samuel R. Delany, Tom Disch and Norman Spinrad, about “A Day in the Future.”
The Who is the perfect example of what rock ’n’ roll stands for and was always meant to be. Whether it be the '60s, 70s, ’80s or '90s, the definition of rock ’n’ roll is: Daring. Exciting. Bein’. Very visual—catchy and melodic tunes. Not half-hour, boring guitar solos or mindless songs about sex: She left me.
In regard to "Mind Control U.S.A." [High Times, August '79], I would like to ask: What is a cult? If you deify yourself, you are a schizophrenic. If you deify a contemporary rhetorician, you are a cultist. In my opinion, the reason for all this hysteria is that to respect cultist beliefs is to question the validity of established religions.
Q: I hate to use a rusty razor blade to chop up cocaine because of the detrimental aesthetics of and health factors presented by iron oxide flakes. So I've taken to using a razor knife, instead of a single-edge blade, because it seems to delineate more blow before rusting up.
Charles Manson may never leave the cellblock but he still gets around. Since he’s been incarcerated at California’s Vacaville, Tim Leary passed through the cell next to his, and now he’s bosom buddies with President Carter’s nephew, Willie Carter Spann, serving time at Vacaville for robbery.
Sky divers talk about death the way 12-year-old boys talk about sex. Their frightening but tantalizing preoccupation is perhaps best explained by Juan Matus, Carlos Castaneda's Yaqui Indian sorcerer. Says Don Juan: "Without the awareness of death, man would lack the necessary potency, the necessary concentration that transforms one's time on earth into magical power.
As I approach my slumbering, doddering senior years, I feel more and more like a prisoner in an endless Woody Allen film. While I am better looking and reportedly have a bigger cock than Woody (he plays a better clarinet, though), rejection still makes me feel like a fly being digested in the gut of a Venus’s-fly trap.
At last I can report I’ve solved the Great Thai-Stick Mystery—a puzzle that has perplexed puffers for years. What did become of Thai? It’s a complex story involving international intrigue, revolutionary upheavals—but it has a happy ending, so let’s start with that.
VICTORIA, BRITISH COLUMBIA—Federal narcotics agents here have joined forces with U.S. agents to work out closer tactical links, including joint military surveillance and apprehension setups, to combat the flourishing grass trade in this region.
MIAMI—Three men entered, searched and thoroughly trashed a private home here recently, while the occupants watched, simply by pretending to be narcs. Three men carrying .38-caliber pistols, one of them in a Miami city cop's outfit, approached an occupant in her front yard, identified themselves as Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) agents and gruffly demanded entry.
VANCOUVER—A top U.S. expert on stimulant drugs, testifying for the prosecution in the federal cocaine case here, has observed that while coke use has every aspect of a fad, opiate use hasn’t changed materially in over a century. Characterizing cocaine as a fashionable “Hula-Hoop drug,” Dr. John Griffith of Baltimore’s National Institute on Drug Abuse pointed out that the percentage of narcotics addicts in the general population hasn’t changed since the 1800s.
PHOENIX—“If they will comply with what they know is the law, then there won’t be any problems,” promised city fire marshall Elmer Hess as he ordered the Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) to remove a huge cache of highly volatile chemicals from the Valley Bank Center here.
WASHINGTON, D.C.—The Fat Lady Gang is no more. Cobby Lynch, a local grocer who maintained a stable of fat women to purchase amphetamines, was convicted of 15 counts of dealing Preludin and Dilaudid, ending a fiveyear career as the East Coast’s foremost under-the-counter speed dealer.
MEXICO CITY—This city’s police chief, Arturo Durazo Moreno, is a leading narcotics trafficker, according to U.S. intelligence documents recently turned up by Washington, D.C., muckraker Jack Anderson. Durazo has been a high-ranking law-enforcement official in each of the last three Mexican presidential administrations.
ATHENS, OHIO—The execution-style murder of a cocaine dealer and his girl friend may have marked the conclusion of a southeastern Ohio coke war, with the victory apparently going to a motorcycle gang called the Meigs County Varmints. “The Varmints are fighting anybody who moves into their territory,” said one former dealer and lifelong resident of this sparsely populated county bordering the Ohio River.
FORT LAUDERDALE—“I was drinking my morning coffee on my balcony when I saw the object in the water,” recalls a resident of the Royal Ambassador condo on Galt River Drive. Roughly rectangular, the thing appeared to be swaddled in tattered, saltsoaked burlap, with a shiny plastic coating underneath.
LANGLEY, VIRGINIA—During the early 1950s, the Central Intelligence Agency constructed a gas chamber at an undisclosed location in the United States. The gas chamber was used to test lethal chemicals on human subjects. According to previously classified documents obtained by High Times, the CIA considered the possibility of “using gas chambers or airtight rooms as a means for rendering a subject unconscious.”
MACON, GEORGIA—Rolland Hughes, special agent in charge of the St. Louis, Missouri, office of the Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA), risked contempt-of-court charges recently by graphically detailing the operation of a Georgia-based dope outfit at a public press conference here.
NEW YORK CITY—Hemisphere-hopping corporation execs are using speed and downs to cut the agonies of jet lag. A National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH) psychophysiologist, writing in a recent issue of the popular Psychology Today, speculated that coffee or tea might help people flying westward to combat jet lag, while the clinical antidepressant imipramine might help those flying eastward.
MONTREAL—Gilles Favreau, head of this area’s narc feds for the last two years, states that Montreal’s heroin traffic is irremediable and permanent: “We’re always in second place—we have to react to the crime.” Since the extinction of the French Connection, Montreal’s smack trade has diminished to the point where it’s handled largely through mail order, with Thai wholesalers shipping consignments of China white to Montreal independent dealers by parcel post.
Nine-Ton Bahamas-to-Florida Bust Turns Up Link to N.J. Mob
BROWARD COUNTY, FLORIDA—A reputed southern Florida capo of the legendary New Jersey family of Sam “the Plumber” Di Cavalcante was popped in what is described as a classic sting operation involving 18,000 pounds of pot moving between the Bahamas and Broward County.
NYC Feds Link Coke and “Terrorism” in 44-Pound Snort Raid
NEW York—John Fallon, the Drug Enforcement Administration’s regional director here, brandished a vintage Untouchables-era Thompson submachine gun, gestured at 44 pounds of neatly bagged toot and claimed his lads had discovered “an international organization of Colombians” operating the Queens coke trade.
And what were you doing New Year’s Eve? Out abusing your precious body tissues, no doubt, by subjecting yourself to all manner of controlled substances. Well, while you were ringing in the new by imbibing everything from acid to Zoom, a number of transporters and purveyors of holiday cheer were ringing up their lawyers—in an attempt to see in the ’80s from a location other than the clink.
SAN FRANCISCO—During last summer’s fuel crisis, Friday night gas lines in this petroldry city regularly turned into open booze-and-marijuana street parties. According to Linda Beth Remington, who was interviewed sitting on the back of a rusted ’50 Chevrolet woodie station wagon, “It’s like a drive-in party without the movie." Linda Beth and several dozen other revelers had been hanging out at the gas line at 24th Street and Church, walking from car to car and occasionally popping into custompainted Ford Econoline vans or funky VW bugs for refreshments and music.
Denver Comets Brass Hauled Out of Game on Coke Charges
Spectators in Denver’s Auditorium Arena, watching a closely contested professional volleyball match between the Denver Comets and the Albuquerque Lasers, had some extra excitement in the game’s closing seconds. Narcs clapped the cuffs on the Comets’ ticket manager in full view of the crowd and dragged off the Comets’ general manager, director of operations and concessionaire on grass and coke charges.
The connoisseur pot market continues strong through the holiday season, dominated by California and Jamaica sinsemillas and an increasing flow of prime Colombian. But overall, 1979 turned out to be one of the worst pot years in the last decade.
THE DIRECTOR OF PERFORMANCE AND THE MAN WHO FELL TO EARTH TALKS ABOUT SPACE. TIME AND THE MADNESS OF FILMMAKING
“My films are controversial because their underlying truth is almost pagan,” says Nicolas Roeg, the man who directed David Bowie in The Man Who Fell to Earth and Mick Jagger in Performance. “The premise of my films makes people a bit uncomfortable.
Sex in Zero Gravity, Immortality Drugs, Intergalatic Tripping and Close Encounters of All Kinds
12 Science-Fiction Writers Look at Life in the ’80s and Beyond
Samuel R. Delany
In the nearly 70 years since Hugo Gernsback coined the term to describe his seemingly outlandish predictions for the future, a great deal of science fiction has become scientific fact. The fertile imaginations of SF writers (writers and fans alike bristle at the term Sci Fi) have sampled space travel, instant electronic communications, giant computers, lasers, solar energy, robots and a host of psychedelics years before their visions surfaced as realities.
In the future we will be allowed to exercise a direct influence by means of particular chemical substances upon the amounts of energy and their distribution in the apparatus of the mind. —Sigmund Freud, c. 1889 We will learn to think of ourselves, our personalities, as an orchestra of chemical voices in our heads.
California drug designer Dr. Alexander Shulgin, the father of STP, recently unveiled a drug he described as the perfect nonalcoholic, lowcalorie martini. Dr. Shulgin has invested several years of research to perfect a short-term drug that would give the user access to the “magic moment” or the “one-and-a-half martini stage,” and then after an hour or two would gently return the user to conventional consciousness.
“In all fairness to the poppy,” snuffled Keith Richards after shaking a five-year smack monkey last spring, “never once did I have a cold.” Richards reexposed himself to the hazards of pulmonary infections along with Eric Clapton and a few other celebrity skagheads via a little-known machine devised by Dr. Margaret Patterson of London (see “Highwitness News,” August '79).
I don't wanna be a pinhead no more I just met a nurse that I could go for. Gabba gabba, hey. Gabba gabba, hey. The Ramones The body's own Valium? Why, sure. Sort of. Researchers for major drug companies and the National Institute on Mental Health recently linked Valium with the actions of gamma aminobutyric acid (GABA), one of the brain's major neural transmitters.
For over a decade, the pituitary neuropeptide ACTH has been known as a memory enhancer; likewise vasopressin, another pituitary substance, has more recently won the same reputation in tests on senile oldsters. Neurosurgeon Wilder Penfield laid the groundwork in the early ’60s for much of the current research into the biological components of memory.
My mother warned me about law-yers: "Never marry one unless you are one"; she warned me about doctors: "You can never get them to make house calls and get out from under foot"; she clued me in on politicians: "kinky"; jocks: "faggots"; and piano tuners: "Other women are always running off with them."
Lebanese hashish makers have been so adept at their craft for so long that it's said they didn't learn how to manufacture really had shit until the end of the 60s. By then, what had started with a suitcase full of pounds had given way to a VW van with 100 kilos, and soon freighters were sailing from Lebanon's ports with several tons stashed in the hold.
It was one of those woodsy $150,000 tree houses in the hills of Marin County that commands a panoramic view of the San Francisco Bay, a house that would have gone for less than $30,000 five years ago. But with the ten-foot-high chain-link fence, electronically controlled front gate and other state-of-the-art security gadgetry installed by the new owner, one could chalk up the hike in property value to “improvements.”
Introduction* Dr. F. E. Stewart’s classic article on coca smoking, reprinted below, was originally published in the Philadelphia Medical Times of September 19, 1885. It was a high point in the explosion of interest that followed German ophthalmologist Dr. Carl Koller's discovery the year before that cocaine could be used as a local anesthetic.
The gestures of jesters are timeless. They mix the most obvious elements in surprising ways that are often prophetic: a promise of the way the future functions. The chillum is a relic; it has survived the future many times. Probably the most ancient of the cannabis pipes, the chillum is nothing more than a conical clay cylinder that holds a small stone a third of the way from the narrow end.
In the summer of 1969, 400,000 people poured onto a farm in upstate New York, drawn by the soul of the '60s and its most potent manifestation, rock music. It was a breathtaking, planetary experience. The Woodstock community was united by the joy of a generation that knew it was going to change the world, and from the makeshift stage rock's top artists gave form to that joy.
The American Indians are the original ecologists. The way they lived for centuries was in total harmony with their environment. I think the concept of an ecological balance is relatively new to our own society. It has a lot to do with respect.
The stuff is so dangerous an invisible speck can give you cancer. It’s so hot and corrosive it eats through just about every substance known. It stays radioactive so long it has to be isolated from living things for as much as a quarter-million years.
Back in 1975, I was very involved with the Jacques Cousteau Society, and Cousteau talked to me about his overriding concern about plutonium. He told me about the dangers—genetic damage with DNA crumbling, problems with the storage of waste, and on and on.
A single errant radioactive atom or ray can damage the structure of a cell and its "message center," the genetic coding by which normal growth is regulated. If its gene structure is mutated, a single cell can multiply out of control. Instead of reproducing normally, the damaged cell goes wild, creating millions of useless, malignant cells like it, crippling the body and eventually leading to a cancerous death.
I first became aware of how dangerous the nuclear industry had become when I read about Karen Silkwood’s death back in 1974. Sometime later the Supporters of Silkwood approached me about doing a benefit to raise funds for the family’s case against the Kerr-McGee plutonium company, which they believed was responsible for her death.
The cows knew. In the hazy dawn of March 29, 1979, they began to line up along a fence five miles north of the crippled nuclear power plant, in the heart of Pennsylvania’s dairyland. Following no apparent signals, they faced the injured reactor, which was hidden from view by a bend in the meandering Susquehanna River.
Carly: You know, people become immune to bad news. A danger like Three Mile Island tends to fade from people’s minds unless there's a reason that it's kept alive. People start to say, well, radiation is extremely dangerous and nuclear power’s dangerous but here we are, we’re still living and everything seems to be all right.
The entire U.S. energy economy was built around the assumption of infinite supplies of cheap fuel. Our homes, offices and factories leak, our machinery is poorly designed, our automobiles guzzle gas and we don't have a national mass-transit system.
The sunshine falling on New York City [on a clear June day] is equivalent to the energy produced by all the power plants in the world at peak performance. —Massachusetts Energy Policy Office Depending on local needs and conditions, solar options can be mixed and matched to provide every corner of the planet with a balanced energy supply.
Spawned in the heat of the ’60s race to the moon, the variety of space-age gadgets continues to multiply like a horde of microminiaturized insects. Knowledge gleaned from NASA’s $21-billion research program has been applied in vastly diverse fields, yielding a wealth of unanticipated products for the American public that includes electronic pacemakers, digital watches and home videotape recorders.
GREAT FALLS, VIRGINIA—Bob Johnson, manager of the 50-acre Stump Dump garbage landfill outside Washington, D.C., vividly recalls the day the FBI garbology squad showed up before the Russian embassy’s trash-dumping detail. Conspicuous in their little black car, the U.S. spooks were eyed suspiciously for a good while by the Bolsheviks, who finally dumped their office trash anyway—mostly restaurant receipts and D.C. parking tickets—and left.
HARRISBURG, PENNSYLVANIA—The escape of radioactive iodine from the Three Mile Island nuclear plant during last spring’s near-meltdown “event” may result in a greatly increased incidence of thyroid-gland tumors—especially among children—in areas downwind of here for hundreds of miles, warns Science magazine.
TORONTO—The latest complaint about television violence—that it may give heavy viewers a “paranoid” fear of crime in the streets by showing much more of it than occurs in real life—has been debunked, at least provisionally. To test the notion, advanced in Psychology Today by Dr. George Gerbner, psychologists at the University of Toronto polled both heavy and light TV watchers in high-crime and lowcrime areas.
Former Scientologist Wins $2-Million Consumer-Fraud Suit
PORTLAND, OREGON—In a case that may establish an important precedent, a jury here has awarded a former member of the Church of Scientology a judgment of more than $2 million. The plaintiff, Julie Tichbourne, 22, sued the organization, claiming that it had victimized her with fraudulent claims of the benefits of membership and had harassed her to prevent her from quitting.
NEW YORK CITY—Employers commonly keep a variety of personnel files on their workers, but few have any set policies about how such files are compiled or who gets to look at them. After polling 74 large corporations on their employee files, University of Illinois researcher David Linowes found that 10 percent of those companies who keep such records don’t inform their employees about them.
Hypnotherapist Dr. Milton V. Kline, former consultant to the CIA’s supersecret behavior-modification project Bluebird, is currently campaigning for strict legal constraints on hypnosis, limiting its use to trained members of the health professions.
TIERRADENTRO, COLOMBIA—Over a dozen leaders and supporters of the Indian humanrights movement CRIC (Regional Council of the Cauca Indians) have been in jail and subject to torture for nearly a year now; 30 others have been held prisoner in the mountains.
Industrialists Urge Legalization of Underground Economy
MEDELLÍN, COLOMBIA—The president of the powerful National Association of Industrialists made a dramatic call here to legalize Colombia’s clandestine economy. Speaking in Medellín’s School of Financial Administration, Fabio Echeverri Correa said that “Colombia will have to legalize the considerable portion of its economy that is currently operating without any state control and is noticeably affecting the country as a whole.”
Brazil Uses “Flu Warfare” on Trans-Amazonian Indians
BOA VISTA, BRAZIL—Nomadic Yanomamö Indians are dying by the score in a program clearly designed by the government to eliminate them so that their land can be developed for uranium mining. The natives who inhabit this Rio Branco jungle region are perhaps the most intensively studied primitive people on this continent.
LONDON—Britons visiting the United States are solemnly admonished by the U.S. Department of Commerce not to leave their shoes outside the doors of their hotel rooms at night, expecting to find them polished in the morning; most likely they won’t be there at all, the Yanks admit in a 20-page booklet called USA Travel Information.
Troops Goose-Step Again in Attempt to Revive E. German Pride
EAST BERLIN—Except for their conventional flat-rimmed steel helmets, parading German soldiers on this side of the Berlin wall look exactly like the goose-stepping Wehrmacht troops of the Third Reich. Each Wednesday afternoon, in fact, the army blocks off for parade drill the same two-block section of the Unter den Linden where Hitler, and Kaiser Wilhelm before him, used to review the troops.
BONN—Economics Minister Otto Lambsdorff has extended a standing offer to Mexico: In exchange for between 20 and 34 million barrels of oil a year, Germany will export to Mexico an equivalent value in nuke technology. At the current price of Mex crude, $22.60 per barrel, this could amount to $450 million a year in nuke gear.
BANGKOK—“There is nothing new about piracy in the Gulf of Siam,” observes a Thai fishing-fleet owner. “The jungle has its tigers and the sea its pirates. It’s something we live with.” Pirates murder hundreds of fishermen every year in Southeast Asian waters and attacked thousands of boat people during the six-month exodus from Vietnam last year.
Global Oil Crisis Sparks Australian Nuke-Fuel Search
JABILUKA, AUSTRALIA—A major influx of foreign oil-company investment in the Australian economy is anticipated, thanks to recent federal rulings that relax restrictions on the exploitation of uranium. The world’s largest nuke-fuel reserves are located here at the northernmost tip of Australia, and large non-Arab energy multinationals like Getty Oil and Esso (Exxon’s international arm) are already pumping every allowable dollar into the exploitation effort.
Racists Crack Down on “Illegally Settled” Families
JOHANNESBURG—An Indian family was recently evicted from their home here, following a complicated court wrangle, because by using their front door they risked violating the Group Areas Act. The act, one of this country’s basic federal apartheid laws, decrees forcible “resettlement” of individuals found to be living in areas forbidden to members of their race.
BENGHAZI, LIBYA—This country’s Marxist dictator has sent a personal appeal to Sirhan Sirhan, imprisoned for the murder of Sen. Robert Kennedy, inviting him to Libya if and when he is paroled. The letter from Col. Muammar el-Qaddafi is said to have “overjoyed” Sirhan, who is due for release on parole in November 1984.
Farm kids take note: The Taei Sangyo fastfood company of Tokyo is interested in buying wholesale flocks of American sparrows. Sparrows have always been considered a treasured delicacy in Japan, and now that Taei Sangyo has devised a way to fast-freeze them properly, guts and eyes and all, they’re coming to America to attain a steady massmarket supply.
WINNEPEG, MANITOBA—Something in tobacco smoke (or maybe in junk food) evidently directly affects the fetuses of pregnant women, causing them to weigh slightly less at birth. Researchers here, comparing groups of smoking and nonsmoking women, found that the babies of smokers weighed eight grams less, on the average, than those of nonsmokers—despite the fact that the smoking women ate more junk food during pregnancy.
WASHINGTON, D.C.—Former Watergate judge John J. Sirica has ruled that Ralph Nader’s consumer organizations cannot automatically file class-action lawsuits on behalf of the general public. According to Sirica, consumer groups filing classaction suits should be able to demonstrate that they have a genuine base of public support—they should have dues-paying members and a democratic structure with elected officers.
Let’s say it unequivocally: The B-52’s are the best new band in years, not to mention the best-coiffed bunch out of Athens, Georgia, in a long time. Besides, they have a nice beat and they’re good to dance to. Live, the 52’s come across with overwhelming confidence.
THE CHILDLIKE LIFE OF THE BLACK TARANTULA (TVRT Press, $4); THE ADULT LIFE OF TOULOUSE LAUTREC (TVRT Press, $4.50); KATHY GOES TO HAITI (Rumour Publications, $6), all by Kathy Acker. “Many people who call themselves writers and have their names on books are not writers, and they can’t write,” William Burroughs noted in High Times, March '79.
The next time you invite some foxy dude or dudessa over for a late-night wingding, be sure to get the ol’ ambience just right with these atmosphere enhancers from Cape Cod Stoneware (Old Long Pond, Brewster, Ma. 02631).