When you buy drugs here, you directly bankroll thugs with guns. You support the gangs in the favelas and barrios that kill each along with the occasional bystander who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I doubt you like living near thugs with guns, but thanks to your business you help create that reality for the poor who are just trying to survive. The reality is that drugs are not grown and processed in some happy and peaceful hippy commune.
Many gringos care immensely about how their meat or vegetable produce is grown, but don’t care about where their cocaine comes from. I don’t have any moral objection to drugs, but because today it’s a business that results in death and destruction for innocent people, I refuse to use.
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