20 February 2012

Well, of course they did...

...it's British Columbia.

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FROM THE COMMENTS:

"Asinine nannystatism. Where the alcholics go to live in sunshine and the fog of free drinks."
And...
"So now that B.C. has determined that penalties for alcohol consumption don't work, are they going to get rid of the 'sin tax' associated with it?"
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MORE WEST COAST STORY:
"For the next two years, the recipients will report to a heavily secured safe injection site in Vancouver's downtown Eastside three times a day, seven days a week. Once there, they will be given their physician-approved fix and allowed to inject themselves under the supervision of a nurse."


7 comments:

fernstalbert said...

Its really simple BC - you quit the booze by not drinking. Asinine nannystatism. Where the alcholics go to live in sunshine and the fog of free drinks. Wonder if the "drunks" have to pay for the mix?

Neo Conservative said...

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aren't these the same folks who are experimenting with supplying pharmaceutical grade narcotics to west coast junkies.

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Frances said...

What about free ciggies for the tobacco addicts? Or - for that matter - even an approved place to light up, complete with expensive supervision, etc.

Neo Conservative said...

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"frances says... an approved place to light up"

i guess some addicts are more special than others.

could it be that smokers aren't lying there blocking public sidewalks, or lurching out into the street to smear your windshield with grimy newspapers... and are thus less obvious or debilitating to the public good?

i'm also guessing most smokers don't rob people or burgle homes to fund their habit.

or is there, perhaps... some other factor in play?

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Garonimus said...

So now that B.C. has determined that penalties for alcohol consumption don't work, are they going to get rid of the 'sin tax' associated with it?

Anonymous said...

i love beer. what about me. it's all about me. come on eh.

Neo Conservative said...

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"anon asks... what about me?"

sorry, nonny... you'll have to speak louder.

remember... it's the squeaky rubbie/junkie that gets the whisky/heroin.

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