by galen

Original title: in which galen gets into a fight with an unreasonable jerk.

Jerk was not my first-choice descriptor.

So the other day I was talking with my friend about maybe having a rave so we could DJ together before I leave for college. The possibility of substances came up, and we talked about maybe having weed and LSD. Eventually, we decided the rave couldn't happen because it would be a logistical nightmare.

Then this morning, I get a text from a classmate: "If you have a rave Im telling anyone I can. Like the cops, the principals, my parents, Colgate admissions people"

My first reaction is okay, whatever, not happening anyway. Dick move though. But he reveals that his motivation is that his cousin OD'd on heroin. This leads to an argument about the impacts of various drugs in which he staunchly refuses to admit the possibility than any drug is not physically addictive.

Eventually he gets more defensive and describes my opinion as a "fantasy world," in the process also dredging up and misrepresenting my position when we argued about riots last week. (He interpreted "a riot is the language of the unheard" to mean "riots get things done".)

Fine, whatever. Still doesn't matter. But he gets more and more worked up. Then:

Don't try to convince people I care about to use drugs.

Since when was I trying to convince people to use drugs? Making something available =/= convincing someone to take advantage of it.

Oh right. You were perfectly fine with people showing up to a rave and NOT use drugs and you weren't going to pressure them or call them lame in any way

Um, yeah. Exactly. Don't infer my motivations, dick

At this point he said he hoped I OD'd on something. Then he threatened to tell my ex I was still into her.

Motherfucker.