We joke, we laugh, we play, all about these zombie creatures. This concept that was meant to mean one thing, but took on a whole reality of it's own. Supposedly it was originally a term to describe suit and tie, establishment kinda guys. They were corporate zombies. People that were "squares" going to work each and everyday, never changing their routines and wasting their lives away in a capitalistic struggle, to gain wealth and materialistic items. These zombies just go on day after day, only living to survive until tomorrow, paycheck to paycheck. They are technically alive, but they have never really lived.
Out of that idea emerged zombie monsters. They are "living dead" creatures that were once living breathing people, just like us. There are many reasons that they die and come back to "life," slowly walking the earth in an unrelenting search for living flesh to eat. That's it, all they want is flesh, and brains. Seems kinda scary, right? Well it could be, but than again it might be a total blast. Swords, knives and guns in an all out free-for-all to survive. I'm in on that shit!
I am going to introduce you to a new zombie that just slowly walked it's way into my life. I have known of these types of creatures for many years, but they were never so close to me. We flirted with this type of disaster for decades as teens to young adults, always walking the line - never crossing it. If you cross it you may not come back. Let me introduce you to the scariest zombie of them all. The monster hiding right next to you at work, a ball game, play, gas station, and even at the grocery store.......
It all started when I found an empty prescription bottle in my warehouse bathroom (Day 1). It was just sitting there, top off like it was just finished being used. I saw it and walked out. It was not mine and was not my concern. So many people use this bathroom and I was sure someone would return for it later. Prescription drugs are expensive, of course they will come back for the bottle.
The next morning I had to use that bathroom, washed my hands and looked up and it was still there sitting on the shelf like "Hell~O!" I looked at it longer this time, it was starting to intrigue me. Why would anybody leave their prescription on a shelf in a very frequented bathroom? I couldn't help it. I picked it up and it was empty. I read the label, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!! It was for a woman that died 5 days ago, the owner's mother. She was dead, buried in the ground and apparently still taking her medication. This just proves what I was told years ago about a grandson. It is Oxycontin or Oxycodone. FUCK..... this is not something I should even know about, let along have to deal with. You know, now I gotta deal.
Oxycodone, a narcotic, opiate, pain killa. It changes the way your brain understands pain. It is one of the most addictive prescription drugs there is. That is even more true if you crush it up and snort it. Oxycontin will straight up fuck you up, FUCK YOU UP! I gotta repeat it since some of ya'll just don't know. A variety of different pills that can change your perception of reality. Many times turning the user into a human zombie. They slowly wander around having no real concept of the world around them. The drugs change them into a different kind of person.
I used to work with a guy that was addicted to Oxycodone. He came in to work always talking about being in pain, usually the same pain, sometimes new pains. He wandered aimlessly at times, just staring off into the distance. He never closed his mouth, I don't even think he could. Sometimes he would be sitting down and his head would drop down to the desk in front of him as he began to black out, then he would just pop back up like nothing had happened. There was drool dripping out of his mouth sometimes. He seemed like such a great guy when he was a little more sober. I say more sober because he was always fucked up, sometimes less or more. They offered to help him get treatment and he refused, said he had it under control. Who could blame them, they fired him. He and his wife had two kids as well, no income. He was a Narcotic Zombie.
Prescription drugs are the second most commonly abused category of drugs, behind marijuana and ahead of cocaine, heroin, methamphetamine and other drugs. The National Institutes of Health estimates that nearly 20 percent of people in the United States have used prescription drugs for non-medical reasons.
Some prescription drugs can become addictive, especially when they are used in a manner inconsistent with their labeling or for reasons they were not prescribed. Those include narcotic painkillers like Oxycontin or Vicodin, sedatives and tranquilizers like Xanax or Valium, and stimulants like Dexedrine, Adderall or Ritalin.
Steroid abuse is also on the rise. Steroids are prescription drugs that are legally prescribed to treat a variety of medical conditions that cause loss of lean muscle mass, such as cancer and AIDS. Men consistently report higher rates of steroid use than women. In 2008, 2.5 percent of 12th grade males, versus 0.6 percent of 12th grade females, reported taking the drugs in the past year.
In 2000, about 43 percent of hospital emergency admissions for drug overdoses (nearly 500,000 people) happened because of misused prescription drugs. This type of drug abuse is increasing partially because of the availability of drugs, including online pharmacies that make it easier to get the drugs without a prescription, even for minors.
I is no coincidence that the government does not want to admit there is a problem with prescription drug abuse. A nation of Narcotic Zombies is so much easier to control. What if everybody was on a "happy pill" or an "ADHD drug?" They could just lead us around by the collar and tell us who to vote for and who to give all our money to, and we would do it. They don't want to talk about legalizing "street" drugs either. Many of them are safer for us than their prescription counterparts. The big pharmaceutical companies have too much to lose. They are very big contributors to the political campaigns of many politicians. It is a shame that we have stopped caring about people, all in the name of political power. Instead of helping mankind, they are enslaving it ........ fer realz ...... ZOMBIES.