Or maybe "reds" are another upper.. like the amphetamines that all the
housewives used to pop.
I'll admit I don't know my 60s drug nomenclature. Any help would be
appreciated.
Reds are downers Barbiturates. Gigantic deal 70-78
Big red line on the highway
Big green line on the speedway.
Some folks like the wake and nod, wake and nod, wakenodwakenodwakenod.
I love it.
Seconal. They were popular back in the day, but 'ludes were better.
Kirk
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red, , seconol {red capsul}
yellow jackets , nembutol{yellow capsul}
twoeys , tuinol . a5050 red and yellow jackets..{red and yellow}
Barbituates named for the color of the caps.
the worst drugs you could get involved with.
take one today and two tomorrow and a handful the next.
addiction camequickly and quitting was sch a shock to the system you could
die
They along with qualudes were quite common and popular in the early 70s. 3
for $1
I hated the buzz and sound them easy to stay away from.
d00d, you're going to be about as successful trying to teach something
to Pablos as Phil's voice coaches were.
Peace,
Neil X.
>
> d00d, you're going to be about as successful trying to teach something
> to Pablos as Phil's voice coaches were.
Sorry, I'm a n00b! 8-)
does it hurt?
When I was in college back in the late 60's, a friend of mine had a
summer job working at a Pfizer drug warehouse. He got quite good at
ripping off a bottle here and a bottle there. When he showed up for
the start of our junior year, he had a briefcase filled with bottles
of seconal, nembutal, black beauties and various other amphetamines.
Needless to say, he was a very popular fellow.
JimK
> They along with qualudes were quite common and popular in the early 70s. 3
> for $1
> I hated the buzz and sound them easy to stay away from.
What were qualudes like? That's another drug that was out of fashion
by the time I came of age.
You can actually recreate the effect quite easily.
Get ball peen hammer.
Bang into forehead repeatedly
Repeat until you sound like Foster Brooks.
Enjoy!
Mark
IME they were responsible for more concussions, car accidents,
sleepwalking accidents and other disasters of that sort than all other
drugs combined (except alcohol of course). They were all the rage for
a while there, I remember people paying $25 each but they never really
did much for me, in retrospect I don't see what all the hooha was
about.
They are like walking...or....TRYing to walk on a cloud.
Hence the falling down a lot ;)
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they made you fall down a lot and then pass out.
O never cared for downs or booze. not my buzz.
Speed was big too, Black Beauties, crossroads and Crystal Meth.
everybody did speed, but it wears on you and everybody eventually stops.
Coke was rare LSD was strong and plentiful $2 a hit for 4-way blotter.
weed was $15 to$20 a Z.
"You should've taken the reds, man." -- Cheech and Chong - Let's Make
a Dope Deal
> When I was in college back in the late 60's.
>
> JimK
Jesus!...how old are you?
From your posts, I figured I was dealing with
a wet behind the ears young pup!
But now it appears the only thing wet is them bladder
control undergarment.
Was your frat house name "Flounder"?
> What were qualudes like? That's another drug that was out of fashion
> by the time I came of age.
One song comes to mind:
Dough Knees, Dough Knees
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$25???
when was that?
Uh, bennies were not downs. They were ups.
Btw, I don't know if it was just a local thing in Philly, but when I
was in high school, anyone who used the terms uppers, downers, or
grass was instantly marked as a dweeb at best, a narc at worst. Ups,
downs, and weed being the going lingo.
Did downs twice, and it was not my thing, either, which is a good
thing, given that my aunt had a big bottle of Tuinal and that would
have led to trouble. I was more wired for ups, and black beauties were
the gold standard around my school, though rare. White crosses and
those pink or green things I think were bennies, but am not sure, were
more common. However, my first gf's grandma had these things called
Ecsatrol or some such that were half green, half clear with the little
time released balls inside. Those fuckers blew black beauties out of
the water. They took two hours before they came on, but once they did,
you weren't sleeping for two days. Only did them about five times, and
I have never ever heard of them anywhere else or knew anyone who knew
what they were, but the were like nothing else I ever did in pill
form.
Fred
A friend of mine used to work after school at a pharmacy, and he'd
bring home all the "dropped" pills he found while sweeping. Made
himself a tidy little profit, too! He was big into downers... they just
put me to sleep! I never got into speed either - I think I am already a
few winds too tense, and acid with speedy qualities had me ready to
snap and almost running laps. I like it mellow, not strung out. A
teensy line of coke had me ready to climb the walls - felt like I would
snap and break. I never found what it is that made my sisters (and many
others) go for pills - they really dull my ability to think. Never made
me feel good or happy or whatever - just really tense, or tired.
Maybe I'm just a lightweight... 3 beers puts me out. Of course, maybe
it would take more than 3 if I drank that weasel piss, but I prefer
quality to quantity. ;P
I never tried weed til I was late teens... now, there's something I
could enjoy! :) Even there, though, I'd rather a few hits of
good-tasting hi-quality stuff over a whole bag of shwag, which just
gives me headaches.
Sherry in Vermont
Early/mid 80s. Rorer pharmaceuticals made the famous 714s for many
years, then suddenly stopped manufacturing them. There was a shortage
for a time until Lemon got up to speed with 714 manufacture, and
dependent types were paying whatever they had to to get them.
I never liked 'ludes, and had a nasty time with certain barbiturates and
a hypnotic called Placidyl, which were very common in high school, along
with Desoxyn (methamphetamine tablets), all being manufactured at the
Abbott labs in my town at the time.
Here's a picture of a place from which Quaaludes once emerged in great
abundance
Actually, it appears Lemmon also stopped making them around '82 and from
there on the unreliable counterfeit knockoff market took over.
I had something similar, although I can't recall what they were.
Because of the way the time release worked, they were like riding a
roller coaster --- up, down, up, down....You'd feel almost normal one
minute and the next thing you knew you'd be flying.
JimK
I meant the $25 dollars.
such things were 3 for a dollar here in 70-74.
25 for 100.
> I think I am already a few winds too tense.
> Sherry in Vermouth
NOOOO!....YOU?
<rolls eyes>
> Seconal. They were popular back in the day, but 'ludes were better.
Test: What was the name of the Mexican Qualuudes, popularized as U.S. pharma
ludes became more difficult to find. <queue Jeopardy theme>
> I meant the $25 dollars.
> such things were 3 for a dollar here in 70-74.
> 25 for 100.
How hard is this to follow? They stopped making them. Supply/demand. I
don't remember $25 bucks, but I do remember when they were ten bucks a
pop. I never did a lude. I had one once, and was going to do it for a
Wishbone Ash concert. I lost it somewhere along the way to the and in
retrospect I am so glad I did.
What I don't understand is how a weed prices doubled one day. On
Tuesday a z was 20 bucks, then on Wednesday it was 40 bucks, and it
never looked back. How'd that happen? I understand it inching up, but
this was instant and enduring and doubling of price. Was it that way
in other areas?
Fred
Similar to molly in some ways except with a stronger, boozier affect and of
course the infamous numbness. Most people who bought bootleg ludes were
buying variations of valium etc... The pharma ludes were pretty damn'd
amazing if you were lucky to find them. Molly a far better overall ride IMO.
I was out of the game for a long time, I completely missed the whole
price jump, so I have no idea if it was a gradual process in my
greater area, or not. I do know that I was floored when I got back in
the game. But then, the stuff was *so* much better, too. In a way,
it is/was too good. It's a fine line between giddiness and "Did I
just say something?" mode, for me. Sometimes, my extremely low
tolerance for anything on the menu being discussed, here, is a good
thing, sometimes not.
Fred
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pot when up when they made the penalty of importing it the same as importing
cocaine.
the risk increased so the price went up.
This is the way I remember things:
I started buying dope in 8th grade, around '71. At the time it was
always Mexican of varying shades of green, usually very seedy, rarely
very well cured but usually not moldy, and it smelled fresh. A lid,
which was usually an ounce but often a little more, cost $10-15. The
stuff would get you reliably high but you usually had to smoke 1/2 or a
whole joint to get there. The only other good dope to commonly be found
in the early 70s was Southeast Asian, mostly Thai stick, selling for
$15-20 per stick, which were probably about 3 grams and of legendary
potency. This continued until I was a junior in high school, '75, at
which time the War on Drugs was escalating, interdiction efforts at the
Mexican/US border were coming down hard and rumors of US military
destruction of Mexican marijuana crops were common, and people were
beginning to become suspicious that their Mexican herb may have been
sprayed with Paraquat.
It was around the mid-70s that Colombian weed began to be a bigger part
of the picture. Previously uncommon high-grade golds and reds began to
appear with regularity, selling for $30-35 an ounce. At first people
bitched about the price, but as the quality improved and remained
consistent, green Mexican faded away and was comparatively uncommon by
the late 70's. Colombian growers had been small scale up to this time,
growing small crops of nearly seedless buds from local landrace strains
that were dried and cured with care, and the weed would get you way high
on as little as a few tokes. As this dope became more and more popular,
Colombian growers shifted from an emphasis on quality to that of
quantity, started importing huge amounts of mediocre seed from Mexico,
and paid much less attention to proper curing techniques. Thus began
the era of commercial Colombian - seedy, brown, often a bit moldy, but
still stonier than the old green Mexican.
The price for lumbo stayed around $35 an ounce for quite a long time,
but the old redbud and killer golds were becoming quite rare by the
mid-80s. When connoisseur Colombian buds would occasionally appear,
ounces were going for $45 or more.
In the early 80s, sparked by numerous and improving guides for marijuana
growing and motivated by high prices and worsening legal penalties for
smuggling, domestic sinsemilla production began to rapidly escalate and
availability of foreign pot began a precipitous dropoff. Prices for
good sinse were all over the map, and pretty much still are.
Today most crummy commercial marijuana again comes from Mexico, and is
often still quite cheap. Ounces can be had for $30 in the Southwestern
states. It's that shwaggy brownish/grayish/greenish seedy stuff with a
patina of mold and basement smell. It will probably be cheap forever
now that domestic sinsemilla production is gradually more predominant.
Thank God.
Will you please come with me the next time I want to buy weed?
Why, certainly, of course, yes I would be delighted. But why not just
grow your own?
In 1974 for a couple of weeks in Boston it was $30.
Edwin
> And pants full of crap and piss...
Yikes.
What about PCP? Anyone tried it?
It's another that drug -- to this day -- has a whopper of a reputation.
I've tried it, twice even. It sucks. Still very popular in the DC
area though, go figger.
> What about PCP? Anyone tried it?
>
> It's another that drug -- to this day -- has a whopper of a reputation.
It was called THC at my school, don't ask me why. This was before any
of the media fuss, when PCP and Angel Dust were often said to be the
same thing, but they certainly weren’t when I had my experience with
them. One you snorted or did as a pill, the other you smoked. I never
saw or had any kind of experience akin to the stuff that was talked
about in the media. I had a brief affair with the stuff you snorted.
There was about a six week period where I was doing it once of twice a
week, maybe 10-12 times, and it was unlike anything else I ever did. I
didn’t do it as a party thing. I would just lie in the corpse pose in
bed, never moving a muscle the whole time, listening to Infinity, that
Alice Coltrane treatment of John Coltrane. It was an amazing
experience, so different than anything else. It’s really difficult to
describe. You couldn’t feel your body at all, except there was a sense
that it was like fifty feet long, your feet waaay down there.
Expansive. There were no visuals at all, nor was it like being buzzed
or high or ripped or wrecked or any of those other rides. It was
absolute sensory deprivation in black empty space, but with razor-
sharp, crystal clarity. Haven’t heard hide nor hair of the stuff since
I was 17, but I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t love to take that ride
one more time. As singular an experience as I’ve ever had, and I’ve
had a few.
Fred
I thought PCP and angel dust were the same thing...? And the angel
dust scenarios I've heard usually involve nudity, slit wrists, and a
squadron of cops.
Way different from the peaceful scenario you describe above.
PCP is the same as angel dust and can be taken as a pill or smoked, in
DC they spray it on reefer(!). It's not surprising Fred could have an
experience like that, it is a dissociative like ketamine-which is a
great drug IMO-except ketamine is pharmaceutical and PCP is made in
someone's kitchen. Fred's experience sounds very like a "k hole" and
as always, set and setting are everything in rec chemical use.
Fooled me once. . .
G.
G.
Well, at least not a good idea BEFORE taking the finals.
Peace,
Neil X.
Capt. Obvious to the rescue.
What was the subject?
Peace,
Neil X.
>Indeed. There were four of us. Only one knew what was in the joint
>before it got lit. It's amazing any of us made it back to the school,
>that we passed was a complete fluke.
Why was it such a surprise that you passed out?
JimK