"Of all the separate realities, legal landscapes, and metabolic metropolisthat thrive beneath the surface of the Cleaver's USA, no subculture seemsas pervasive or uniform as the nationwide-eyed, high dosagemethamphetamine club. This group is a tribute to the idea that some things stay the sameacross time or space... the members come and go, some leave quietly, somego snitch, croak, or disappear, some hang in there after their lightshave gone out, and quite a few are dragged off at 6:00 a.m. Fridaymorning by blue windbreakers with yellow writing. Getting in too deep is what we do, it's who we are. But despite all this, there are a few of us who have managed to hangaround the periphery for decades, avoiding the felonies, gunshots, bigripoffs, and crippling motorcycle accidents. Other than luck, the key tostaying alive is knowing when to take a step back, on your own, and avoidthe biggest bear-trap in the speed circus: taking yourself tooseriously... Truly not giving a fuck is the only way to maintain perspective. Inother words, there are worse things that can happen, than having to laydown and go to sleep for a week... no drug or state of mind is worthdying for, killing for, or doing hard time for..."Tweak on, mah brother.