In my youth I was very into my clubbing and used to get seriously caned of a weekend at clubs like Sundissential, but I never ended up in hospital or in a police station due to the effects of this apparently ruinous habit.
Nope, I used to knock it on the head in the early hours of the morning on Sunday, let the effects wear off and be fresh as a daisy for Monday. I managed to hold down a responsible job, had perfect attendance, never felt a need to mug old ladies in order to buy drugs and maintained a ‘normal’ relationship with friends and family.
Of course I can’t say that those I know a serious taste for that nice, legal and taxable drug alcohol can say the same about their lives.
Taxed drugs = acceptable drugs.