#The Opioid Era

[garimpomusic]

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#The Opioid Era #hiphop

[omartistic]

#audio #2020 #2020s #the opioid era #Bandcamp

[illputdownmyrootswhenimdead]

being an old timey doctor must have been wild bc u could just prescribe anyone anything pretty much and they would listen to u. u could prescribe someone chloroform and cigarettes for asthma. u could prescribe leeches. u didn’t even have to prescribe people radium bc they took it themselves

#dove talks #warning for child death mention in tags #weirdly serious infodumping as well lol #watched a video about victorian era medicines the other day and it’s fascinating #they had so many ideas and beliefs and so many of them were very wrong lmao #but they also knew a lot of things #they just didn’t always use that knowledge in the right way #like they were pretty free with their morphine and heroine once hypodermic needles were around lmao #*heroin #there was a medication for kids that claimed to treat a lot of things #anything from diarrhea to pain from teething #that was full of an often-lethal amount of morphine and alcohol #u didn’t even need a doctor to prescribe that one; it was a patent medicine so u could just buy it lol #n like. Technically it worked #bc morphine is a painkiller and a opioid (which very often cause constipation) #n it would knock fussy babies out too #it’s just that. A Lot of kids never woke up #that’s the sad part of wild past medicine unfortunately #sorry for infodumping ive been possessed #also yeah the radium thing was real n it was insane #people put it in EVERYTHING #toothpaste soap glasswear u name it #they thought it strengthened u n made u generally healthier #of course it didn’t do that it just caused a lot of problems #mostly people observed that it can treat cancer n thought that it could cure other things too #which is a pretty understandable leap of logic to me. unfortunately it was very wrong #there was a pro golfer who took a specific radium drink like three times a day #n basically it rotted his jaw until it fell out #very similar to what happened to the radium girls

[running-with-kn1ves]

Hii ! I wanted to ask if you could do more yandere gangster.

A/N: here's a ramble that is similar to so many other fics/imagines but its ALL I CAN THINK OF RN...

CW: kidnapping, yandere themes, murder, illicit substances mentioned, weaponry, some suggestive thots, general dark content shtuff.

Gangster! Yan who’s the right hand man to one of your city’s oldest gangs, the bosses family operating it since the prohibition era. Their main source of income back then was smuggling alcohol to different speakeasies and clubs, now mostly dabbling in the occasional shipment of opioids or small arms that they can get their hands on. Your gangster! Yan doesn’t handle that side of business, though. He’s been tasked to oversee deals, and the protection of the boss and whatever sweet treat he has on his arm for the evening.

When a ‘project’ goes haywire, he’s there to settle things. When someone needs to be taken care of, he oversees it while his boys do what they need to. And when there’s a witness to a particularly unsavory part of business, he personally sees to shutting them up. 

That’s why he didn’t have a choice but to watch you, to learn your morning routine and stare intensely when you perused the grocery isles indecisively. The boss put him up to it, to dispose of every flaw in their seamless operations; countless times he entered your backdoor, breaking the lock you had just replaced due to his previous endeavor, watching you curl up in warm white sheets and smush your face against your pillow. Standing outside wasn’t an option anymore, his shadow from the window disturbed you, and it blocked the trickle of moonlight on your dewey skin. 

Even with the small pistol in his hidden coat pocket, the crowbar he ued to pry the door open, the compulsion to rid you of what you had seen to appease his leader could not overtake the complete desire to rub his face into your chest, to have your thighs wrapped around his head like a sea of warmth, needing that earthy scent of your skin that somehow calmed his screaming heart to completely surround him. 

What drew him to you was how alone you had been-- at home, at the scene of the crime, when you were out and about. Who would miss you? Who was there to take care of you? What would be the purpose to killing you? You hadn’t even gone to the police yet, despite the millions of questionable asks you submitted to reddit and looked up online for what to do after seeing a man’s murder. 

The roughly edged gangster found it endearingly cute, so foreign to the life he had led. You had no way of stopping him if he completed what he was supposed to, no one to turn to if you suddenly found yourselves at the hands of a shady group of men who used you as a drug mule. 

Gangster! Yan knew the kind of underlings his boss employed, easy men on probation or past druggies who wouldn’t think for a minute to stop from gobbling you up on the side of the street if you just so happened to walk down the wrong alley. Seeing as you had stupidly yet to make a distinct change your route after witnessing his gangs work, it could happen any day now. 

He couldn’t let you fall prey to the men he didn’t have a leash on, nor let you continue to live in such suffocating solitude with that neutral look on your face forever. Even if it was only filled with fear from now on, from him-- he’d give you a better life than what you lived.

It was too easy to take you, too easy to drag you to his car, too easy to put you in the decent condo he had been paying for the past decade and barely came home to. Now, he had just realized, he’d have a real reason to come back home. He couldn’t just sleep the night away in shitty bars just to wake up to the next day of work. He had to take care of you, feed you, make sure you bathed. 

Gangster! Yan was almost as surprised when he gave you the cold shoulder, heartlessly teasing you for your stupidity in walking down a known drug-trade neighborhood, for not having realized that he had stalked  you every. single. Day. as you were blind to his heavy, broad shadow of scars and grimaces.

You were so quietly willing to appease him, to scoot to his lap when he demanded it with a threatening hand over his pocket, pretending as if the empty space was a weapon. “Please don’t kill me” you asked neverendingly, every meek breath expecting a slap or a shove off. But the criminal held onto you tighter, hating the reminder that you weren’t a willing pet. 

Even when your eyes faded back with ecstasy, your arms thrown around his shoulders with a grip that only a lover could offer, he saw the flinch you gave when he bent down to kiss you. 

Even with his harsh spats that he throws at you for your mistakes, his belittlement, you are his comfort doll when he’s deal with hardships for the day. When the horrible things he’s done starts to get to him and the alcohol doesn’t drown it out,  or when one of his drop-offs go to shit, you’re the one he bee-lines for for to rant to, to make you stroke him and nod at how hard he’s worked. But his possessiveness is soul-crushing. His grip is painful when he holds you at night, his kisses rough against your mouth with his chain-smoker breath and chapped lips that haven’t been touched in ages.

But with you, he’s learned to take better care of himself. He already has you, wants you in every way, but he needs you to want him, to need him. So, coming home to shower, geling his hair back like he did as a young rookie, shaving his 5 o’clock shadow, he’s made himself into the perfect, respectable man-- or wannabe bad boy. But no amount of grooming could change your perception of the blood stained gangster that kept you in a cage before you were trustworthy enough to be chained to the bed. 

“I’ve killed for you, who else could say that?” 

“Been thinkin’ bout you all day, waiting here for me. Came home as fast as I could so you wouldn’t be lonely. A nobody like you can’t be left to your own devices for too long.”

“Won’t let no other fucker get a hold of you, you’re mine-- through and through. I’ll kill us both before something seperates us.

#srry for the typtoes if they exist #working on lots of stuff in THEORY but was feeling yan gangster #really wanna do a scenario where he comes home wasted and being overly chill and affectionate not like his usual hard ass self #kn1ves rants #reader insert #self insert #yandere x reader #yandere #male yandere #x reader #writing #knives rants #gangster #gangster x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #male yandere x reader #yancore #yandere blog #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere aesthetic #yandere boy #yandere oc x reader #yandere writing #dddne

[aduckwithears]

Let's Talk Laudanum - a GO meta

Hey all - I'm gonna preface this one with a tw/cw for opioids, death, suicide, and substance abuse ok? It shouldn't be too heavy (just canon typical), but I don't want anyone surprised.

Ok! I've been watching some of the Good Omens s2 behind the scenes specials, and in the "Grave Danger" clip it mentions that Laudanum is "...a very intense kind of alcohol, or like ethanol, that would kill somebody…" which is not actually true. In the show itself we see the bottle:

Which confirms that laudanum is a combo of Opium (45 and 1/2 grains per ounce) and Alcohol (40%).

It also says Poison and CMOT Dibbler... The poison angle (is it poison? well yes... if you take enough) has been covered in another post by @queerfables who talked about the make up of laudanum as well. CMOT Dibbler is a great nod to Sir Terry of course :)

What do I want to add? That yes, laudanum is in fact an opioid, and was actually an incredibly popular and over-used drug in the 18th and 19th centuries, both in real life and maybe more importantly in novels of the time. Proceed under the cut!

In my non-duck life I work in a field with some familiarity with opioids, so I also want to add that while yes, opioids can make you loopy, they are ultimately a soporific (meaning a sleep aid, a downer, a relaxant), a pain reducer, cough suppressant, and a respiratory depressant. That last bit is why they can be deadly in the case of an overdose.

So let's get back to laudanum. Yes, it was used post-surgically, but quite often would also be prescribed to (predominantly) women with various aches or pains that their doctors couldn't (or wouldn't bother) investigating. Subsequently women would become addicted to the opioid, needing more and more to achieve the desired effect, leading to eventual death or any of the other mental, emotional, or socioeconomic ills of addition.

Given the above and the era's fascination with the "sexiness" of wasting diseases such as consumption (hmmm, cough plus pain, perfect for treatment with laudanum!) laudanum was also a little bit of a romantic drug. It was also popular in novels of the era such as those in the Gothic Romance genre. (A quick peek at Wikipedia turns up lots of examples... though I'm sure a literature expert of the era would have lots more to add.)

All of which to say! The Resurrectionists as a minisode is channeling some pure Gothic Romance (think Mary Shelley's Frankenstein - pub 1818, etc) so laudanum is the PERFECT poison for Elspeth to pick. It dulls pain and at sufficient doses suppresses the respiratory system to the point of death. Without the modern miracle of Narcan or naloxone, death is all but assured. Of course, then, enter Crowley.

You know what laudanum doesn't do? Give you an Alice in Wonderland experience and make you specifically shouty about people not killing themselves. Now, this could be how opioids affect demons (it's possible), or the more entertaining option is that Crowley has no clue what laudanum is or isn't supposed to do, saw the poison and alcohol label, and decided to have a bit of fun while doing some deniable (the laudanum made me do it! honest!) good. It's also handy that he doesn't need to do mundane human things like breathing. So he gets to sing about Scotland, save the human, and get hugged by Aziraphale - pretty good day... until he gets Lightning Sanded to Hell.

I'll just add here that the laudanum plot line works well if we are taking the minisodes at face value... OR if we are reading them as Aziraphale's version of events of the past, especially with the literary aspect.

Bonus: If you've made it this far, maybe you'll come along with me on a little cross-fandom jaunt.

I'm also a massive fan of the Aubrey/Maturin series - Patrick O'Brian's books set in the early 1800s and starring Captain Jack Aubrey and Doctor Stephen Maturin. If you've read the series or even watched the Master and Commander movie you may know... those two characters have their own odd couple thing going on and quite a collection on AO3 :) . Anyhow. In the books Stephen is hooked on laudanum for a good while, mostly to dull the pain of a love that cannot be acted on. That's actually what got me started thinking about this post since there are certainly some parallels there.

Thanks for sticking with me on this ramble!

#good omens meta #the resurrectionists #laudanum #tw opioids #tw substance abuse #tw death #1827 #good omens s2 #good omens 2 #the resurrectionists minisode #a duck talks #gos2 #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #tw suicide

[sauntervaguelydown]

my job working in government has me so frustrated on an existential level that I'm making up a list of political moves I would push through if I could just hypnotize everyone in Florida legislature for a season. My platform is called "Solutions to the Opioid Epidemic that aren’t Narcan"

Access to pleasure: Public spaces where adult people can have fun safely, play games, socialize, and not have to pay for entry. Adult sports leagues. Gardens.

Living in less fear: housing insecurity, food prices, basic animal needs being met

Health care: primary care doctors who care about solving pain management problems, who pay attention to their patients, who are not condescending, who have the means and funds to provide other solutions to chronic pain issues (surgery, mobility aids, etc)

3A: public awareness campaign to normalize people using mobility aids. Why did this stop in the 90’s. 3B: ADA in private and public spaces (so that mobility aids are useful)

4. Better wages for manual laborers so that they don’t work insane hours and destroy their bodies by the time they’re 40 (what is this the medieval era??)

5. Constructive activities for unemployed people: to keep morale up, give people access to art, community projects, gardens, etc on a volunteer bases (WITH protection against labor exploitation)

6. People below the poverty line shouldn’t have to pay federal property taxes (this is never going to happen but I can dream)

7. PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION

[republicansaredomesticterrorists]

Trumpublican corruption.

#republican assholes #traitor trump #crooked donald #republican values #resist #traitor

[cadaverousdecay]

i want to be a regency era romantic poet tripping on various opioids that give me nightmares i use as divine inspiration for my poetry but no. well. at least i can eat french fries <3

[k1d1c4rus]

seeing as u said you would fuck all of fob… if u had one night with one member who would it be and from what era (+ what are you guys doing 👁👁 unless that’s too far)

LMAOOOOO well first of all arma pete and I are having snarly growly butch sex...... either that or emo prince pete and i are having a torrid affair he's knocking me up and we're having a shotgun wedding (the one night in question is the conception 🙏). patrick as of eu tourdust (with beard) I am sitting on ur dick. my dom was very surprised to hear this considering my love for baby boy trick but unfortunately twink trick would have no business with me on account of us both being Bottoms (not to hate on bottom4bottom sex but between that and growling long haired beard belly bear patrick.... gggrhrhrhrgrgrrrr). if we wilfully ignore the opioid addiction folie joe and I are tearing it Up. any era andy is choking me on his dick. so.

I realised halfway through writing this that the question was actually asking me to choose ONE member but unfortunately I got carried away.... with that being said I would have to choose Emo Royalty Pete Wentz. I am a simple slut and I just think he's gorjuss. also I think he'd let me peg him.

honorable mention ofc always goes to young dilf bleach buzzcut ab/ap pete. yum

#listen i will always choose the beautiful bisexual emo boy with eyeliner and painted nails it's how i was raised #we'd have raw bitey sex and he'd cry when i fuck him #also I'll top for very few people and they are my dom and pete and patrick #honey answers

[frownyalfred]

as someone who has never watched House, is it good?

It's...it's very good, and I really enjoyed watching it, but it's definitely a product of its era, even as it frequently mocks medical TV.

There's a lot of valid criticisms of House and his micro/macro aggressions. However, I think the show itself can still be enjoyed with a critical eye.

There's funny moments and cripplingly sad scenes (hello, Wilson's Heart) and a lot of higher level discussions about chronic pain, opioid usage, and trauma from illness.

I'd give it a try, anon. If you don't like it, no pressure. It's an abrasive, weird show with funny moments. And lots of interesting rare medical cases!

#asks #anon #house md #not my usual wheelhouse but #I felt like i had to explain that bruce cancer post better

[granhairdo]

eponine provides one of my favorite examples of how well les mis holds up today.

pretty much every single one of her conflicts is a problem that still exists and is a prevalent issue today. if you comb through the text enough you can find a few period specific issues. but these are far and few between. just name one of the many things she has against her in the novel (poverty, social isolation, abuse, et cetera) and im sure that either you are or have known someone dealing with one of these issues.

if you were part of the les mis fandom from like 2007-2016 im sure you remember those posts that were like “im such an eponine omg” and you may have hated them or you may have been the one posting them.

i believe a few of these were coming from privileged people almost romanticizing her situation problematically (but these kids were like 13 let’s remember that) but i feel like this is an aging fanbase and so we start to look back on those comments and belittle it to teen angst. but i feel like in the majority of these posts there is some sort of authenticity?

around this time, we were coming out of a worldwide financial crisis and people were struggling more than ever. we were also full swing in the opioid crisis, which in some cases, addicts could be responsible for abuse and neglect. and rates of mental illness were on the rise. see the parallels here?!?!

children of this era shared in a lot of eponines struggles and i think we should look back on this as an example of how well les mis holds up. and todays generation faces similar struggles with the cost of living crisis and continually rising rates of mental illness and suicide.

my point here is the whole eppibopper thing of the early 2010s makes a perfect example of how relevant the themes of les mis are today.

#les mis #meta

[omartistic]

#Bandcamp #audio #2021 #2020s #the opioid era

[kardia-library-official]

Today in "bullshit lore that will probably never come up":

Wrote a scene with a Rune Flower today, and when I was done with that, I got to thinking and went down a weird little rabbit hole in my head.

Okay! I've almost certainly mentioned that I interpret Lamp Grass as some kind of weirdo fantasy opioid. (It's just so poppy-like imo!) It's sketchy old-time medicine that knocks you on your ass, which is absolutely a thing that should exist in this setting. Especially in the RF1 era, which seems... Markedly more old-timey than the other installments in a lot of ways.

And I think they probably knew what was going on by then. But before that, I'd 110% believe Lamp Grass was assumed to be a weaker Rune Flower variant, based on it having a superficial restorative effect in some contexts, and the fact that they both glow.

I dunno! I'm not sure if I'll ever use this for anything, or if anyone else would, but I just felt like putting it out there!

#of course this HAD to come to me now -_- #why not while I was writing ATNG!? gah!!

[angelnumber27]

I am done with my opioid era forever 😇🪽🧿

[allycat75]

A bit more about the repercussions of "Drive Away Dolls"...

Boy, it's one thing for critics not to like a film, but it is an entirely different thing to have it despised by audiences. I know Boston Dumb Fuck's comeback cult leader role in "Honey Don't" was reported to be the second in the "Drive Away Dolls" trilogy, but it looks like the marketing team is already backing away from that, trying to push it as more of an "anthology" (and if it gets worse, perhaps no connection at all). I do wonder, however, how much script doctoring they are currently doing to fix any problems. Always a good sign for a movie just about ready to begin filming in a couple of weeks.

But I think this tale is emblematic of a larger problem- lack of authenticity. Not too long ago, most of us were contemplating our priorities and our own mortality in lockdown as we watched the Covid losses reach into the millions. Many of us felt if we made it, we would come out of it with more of an appreciation of what was real and true- the people in our lives, the experiences we have, how we spend our time because it is all precious and can be taken too soon and at any moment.

But, how soon we forget. It seems we have become cynical, apathetic and manipulative again (maybe) and no where is this seen more, with the exception of politics (*cough* ASP *cough*), is in what Hollywood tries to shill. They expect us to be brain dead and grateful for their product, and feel they can put anything out there and we will eat it up like gluttons. Whether it is the new male or female flavor of the month (regardless of talent), the latest recycled intellectual property or the original too cool for school-more shine than substance asset, they think we have forgotten what authenticity means and that is why we are seeing so many failures. In the era of social media, everyone is now an expert. We know the tricks and we don't like being conned out of our hard earned dollars by billionaire C-suite pricks who are worried if they can buy their 4th yacht.

And this incompetent, pointless, inauthentic shitshow we are witnessing is exemplary of how out of touch BDF and his team appear to be. It is like he is a jockey riding the doped-up horse that is his career (both with blinders on), owned by CAA and trained by Narrative, each with other jockeys and horses they care about much more. Most of us are no longer betting on him and his horse because we know the disaster that will come- not if, but when.

His team has often given him dubious content. Take "Playing it Cool", coincidentally also staring Aubrey Plaza, who has a role in "Honey Don't". This is a very weak, if not completely problematic, script and while he was popular, BDF could at least make something like this inert. But in this new hypocrite era, BDF can't save a feeble project and will be blamed for it, furthering his reputation as a joke in the industry. Look at "Pain Hustlers"- one of those too cool for school scripts, giving a too cool for school performance. Millions of people have died due to the opioid crisis, but why further the debate or shine a new light when you can exploit that suffering for a slick, self-serving movie for Netflix.

No one wants superficial, but that seems to be how BDF and his handlers are looking at his career, and really his life. Don't look too closely at the script; don't look too closely at the contract; don't look too closely at the wifey and her background; don't look too closely at your own thoughts and emotions; don't look too closely at how your decisions and actions affect the world around you. A selfish life for selfish people.

But the world spins madly on and as an original, lovable celluloid fibber once said "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it."

#ai in human form #you are the company you keep #liars suck! #i don't like hypocrites #i hate manipulation #coward #get some help #is this the life you wanted

[luhafraser]

Connecting the dots...

Caitríona probably followed Nan's IG account and others connected to the Sackler family case because of this Oscar nominee documentary...

Let's not forget she is a member of The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences...

#caitriona balfe #outlander #nan goldin #documentary #laura poitras #oscar nominations #oscar nominee