I hate all and any narcotics and intoxicants. I see them as unnecessary and detrimental to society and to individuals and I generally regard people who involve themselves in them to be complete and utter morons. There are a few cases where people I like and respect lower themselves to that level, in which case I get very angry with them for not respecting themselves or using their, in all likelihood, reasonably decent intellect. Often, they'll be excommunicated, because I don't waste time on idiots who can't think things through.

I see no reason, ever, for drugs to be legalised. At all. Regulating them would just create a value-based blackmarket and encourage their wider usage, which completely defeats the purpose.

When I said bad parents should be put to the workhouse I wasn't kidding; I'd love to see drug dealers receive hard labour or some such severe and prolongued suffering; with no hope of parole. My level of hatred for these people is boundless.