From: on@the.nod (Mrs. Winslow)
Subject: Re: MORPHINE (blues) [Endo}
Date: 1995/12/09
newsgroups: alt.drugs.hard

In article <4aal4t$3im@news-e1a.megaweb.com>,
   Walter M wrote:

>Now if you want to talk about pins and needles the old blues are it.Way back
>in the 70's they were the pharmacuetical's the drug store cowboys went after.
>Does any body have any good nu morphine stories?
>A  Disket a day keeps the dealer man away !
>

Only a second hand one (was just a teenage hippie in those days...) that I
probably told here before.

Short version: A fiend I knew and his partners were on a NY corner during the
panic of '62 (?). No one had shit, and the only people dealing were beat
artists who would arrive at one end of the block with a load of dummies, sell
them out in minutes as they rolled down the street, and take off before anyone
(no sniffers in those days) had time to test it out. Everyone's sick as dogs.
Suddenly a car with Connecticut plates loaded with kids pulls up by my friend.
"Anyone want to cop?" Naturally my pal gets in and drives off with them to
investigate. Turns out the kids had a trunkload of pharmaceuticals from some
factory or warehouse that they knew shit about. When the fiend looks in the
trunk it's full of boxes of morphine tabs, NUMORPHAN, and lesser shit. (At
this point in the original telling of the story, my friend went into a
hilarious aside about how he prayed to god for forgiveness before taking the
kids off...). So my buddy and his partners take the kids off and split the
swag stash. Only my buddy is familiar with the numorphan and he ends up with
the bulk of it. Each fiend, figuring the heat may be on the trail of such a
load, light out for the sticks. To make a long story short, my pal makes the
numorphan last until 1965 or so, at which time he's forced to get on one of
the first MMTPs, where he's got such a habit he's put on some (for today)
otherworldly dose, something like 200mg twice per day.

End of story. Apocryphal? Possibly...all I know is when the old fiend told it
to me you could see the drool start to form in the corners of his mouth....

Related question (now that we have so many fiends in residence): Anyone out
there remember/know anything about the Great Panic to which I refer?? I
_believe_ it was in '62 but I could be off by a year in either direction. When
I was locked up once, I heard some oldtimers talk of it...one claimed that it
was caused by Robert Kennedy locking up some Mob biggie, who in turn decided
to give a display of his power by shutting down all dope sales on the East
Coast. This guy said that fiends were coming out of the woodwork sick. Claimed
he saw Ray Charles being led around 116th street shaking like a wet rat.
Doctors and pharmacies were being hit like crazy. In the end I think RFK cut
some sort of deal. Anyone have any idea if this has any basis in fact, or
anyone simply with memories or stories of the Great Panic???

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