Substance Abuse Increasing in Inner-City Minorities Essay

1170 Words Dec 17th, 1999 5 Pages
Substance Abuse Increasing in Inner-City Minorities


Substance abuse is an ever increasing epidemic facing America's inner-
city minorities. There are several different drugs that are gaining popularity
amongst inner-city youths 1. Juice, that is marijuana soaked in embalming fluid
is starting to show up in more and more inner east coast cities 2. Crack or rock
cocaine is by far one of the most addicting drugs out there, it's been engulfing
America's inner-cities since the early 80's 3. Heroin, is also making a comeback
4. Alcohol and marijuana are still very popular in the lower and upper classes 5.
There are some very distinctive differences in the substance abuse seen in the
less fortunate classes and the abuse in the middle and upper
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"It gives you the same feeling that cocaine does " say on
collage freshman 16. Another very poplar drug amongst the upper class teenagers
is nitris-oxide better known as laughing gas 17. Teenagers is fill a balloon
with the laughing gas and inhale 18. Laughing gas gives it's victims a ten
second high by denying the brain oxygen 19.
To get an accurate perceptive of substance abuse in an inner city
environment, I conducted an interview with T.J, an 18 year old black crack
addict from uptown Manhattan.

Here are some excerpts from our conversion.

Me: How did you start using drugs?

T.J: It started when I was about 11 smokin' weed. After a while weed wasn't
getting me high enough. So I searched for a new thing then I found the big boy
(crack). My first time smokin' crack, I bought a five dollar rock off this nigga
on 115th and Saint Nicks. I went back to my rest and smoked that shit up. I
loved the high. It took me to another planet and shit. The next day I went back
and bought a ten dollar rock and it hasn't stopped since.

Me: How long ago was that?

T.J: Three years, kid.

Me: What has your crack addiction done to your life?

T.J: What life? Crack is my life. My moms won't talk to me. My family, if they
see me they don't say shit. My only friend is my pipe. I done stole shit from my
moms, my boys and just almost anybody I come across. If I don't get my shit for
a while I start shaking. It's like…

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