Today Mama Lisa shares her thoughts related to this article about selling weed to support your family...
As I was chatting with a friend about the many expenses we incur
with kids and kids with special needs I found an article online about
the many reasons people sell weed. It was eye opening, especially
because most of the people that admitted to it would never fit the
stereotype of what a dealer should look like.
I'm
going to be honest here, I've thought about it myself in a semi-joking
kind of way. I'd be able to work from home, right?! Bills are always
coming and sometimes seem to just stack up into a pile taller than the
Empire State Building. I know we're not alone in this. So, I wasn't
surprised that drug dealing was a way of life for some people. I've seen
it in person, many times when we were in the Bronx: one time the dealer
used our car's hood as his store!!! It's not foreign.
So,
when this article popped up, I found it interesting. Following the
footsteps of PostSecret, an app called Whisper has popped up on the
secret-sharing scene. Load up your secret, share it with the world, feel
better, yes? Here's the kicker: it can also serve as an odd form of
social commentary; the kind that spawns college 101 courses.
The
posts to me were heartbreaking and thought provoking. Moms, soldiers,
honor students, goody two-shoes....these are the new faces of drug
dealing. I get it. The money is good, there's enough danger to make it
exciting, and you have the perfect front if you live in suburbia.
There's also the sadness factor. When do we reach this point, as people?
You know, Where we survive by any means necessary. Is life now as hard
as this shows?
I'm not judging, nor do I know
the answer. All I can say is, that if selling drugs and fitting the old
stereotype is what's going to pay medical bills, or food bills, or
schooling, I would do it. I've seen and lived "survival of the fittest",
I don't want to go there again. Hell, who am I kidding? I'd move
mountains too.
What would you do? Share with the Mamas.
