Every Angel Who Isn't a G-Man Raise Your Hand.

Know your dope fiend. Your life may depend on it. You will not be able to see his eyes, because of Tea-Shades but his knuckles will be white from inner tension.



And his pants will be crusted with semen from constantly jacking off when he can't find a rape victim.



He will stagger and babble when questioned.



He will not respect your badge.



The dope fiend fears nothing.



He will attack for no reason, with any weapon at his command including yours.



Beware: any officer apprehending a suspected marijuana addict should use all necessary force immediately.

And now, without further ado...the man who will define this cancer eating at the heart of America...Dr. L. Ron Bumquist:



"The most efficient way for us to do this is for each one of us to try and attempt to imagine what it is like inside of the possessed mind of the addict.



For example a dope fiend refers to the reefer butt as a "roach" because it resembles a ****roach.



You will notice that I have distinguished four-- four distinct states of being in the cannabis or marijuana society.



They are: cool, groovy hip and square.



Seldom, if ever--If he figures out what is happening then he can rise one notch and become hip.



And then if he can convince himself to approve of what is happening then he becomes 'groovy'.



Groovy.



And then, after that, he can actually raise himself to the rank of cool. He can become one of those 'cool guys'."