Residents of the house, as well as neighboring houses on each side, were O’Neill was found passed out inside, police said.<\/em><\/p>\n Meth lab story from the The Dowbrigade was all over this story BEFORE the police We know what you are thinking, but we are fairly certain So, drawing on our extensive studies of the drug underground, Our sources in the street inform us that real LSD is Which left meth. Methamphetamine, aka crystal No, the main effects of meth are ordinary euphoria, an irresistible, What causes the eventual hallucinations., mania and But in the short run, after about half of that 100 hour max, say after Prolonged amphetamine use, combined with extended periods For For these and other reasons, the Dowbrigade has learned We wonder if there are any speed freak blogs. We <\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" LOWELL — Responding to a tip from neighbors, police seized a methamphetamine lab in an apartment of a multifamily house at 800 Broadway St. yesterday morning, evacuating nearby homes and removing three pipe bombs found inside. Residents of the house, … Continue reading ![](\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/\ndespchar.jpg\")
LOWELL — Responding to a tip from neighbors, police
\n seized a methamphetamine lab in an apartment of a multifamily house at
\n 800 Broadway St. yesterday morning, evacuating nearby homes and removing
\n three pipe bombs found inside.<\/p>\n
\n told to leave the vicinity while officers with the federal Drug Enforcement
\n Agency’s hazardous- materials division secured the building. Police cordoned
\n off a two-block area from Wilder Street to Walker Street as a precaution.<\/p>\n
\n Lowell Sun<\/a><\/p>\n
\n even caught wind of it. For several weeks now we have been noticing,
\n here and there on the streets around Boston and its suburbs, a disturbing
\n number of individuals walking alone while engaged in animated conversation
\n with invisible interlocutors.<\/p>\n
\n that these particular individuals were not talking on cell-phones, unless
\n they have been miniaturized to the point of corporeal implantation. When
\n you see a 6 foot 4, 130 lb. bald guy naked except for stained gym shorts,
\n shouting at the empty air, waving his arms as if batting at invisible
\n mosquitoes, you don’t think Verizon.<\/p>\n
\n we immediately recognized the effects of a powerful stimulant with psychoactive
\n properties, capable of causing audio and visual hallucinations. Among
\n the drugs fitting that bill, the two most likely suspects, due to their history of availability on the street, are
\n LSD and
\n methamphetamine.<\/p>\n
\n extremely rare these days, and that what is available is a pallid shadow
\n of the Original Orange Barrel, Mr. Natural Blotter or Microdot Pyramids
\n popular in Boston during acid’s heyday 30-some years ago. Most of those babies were
\n true 8-way hits – eight people could get off on one tab – and taking
\n a whole one was almost guaranteed to have you talking to people who weren’t
\n really there. It seemed unlikely that today’s pale imitations could be
\n responsible for the space cases we’ve been seeing lately. Besides, acidheads usually have either a faraway, wistful smile
\n or a locked grin on their faces and sparklers going off behind their
\n eyeballs, attributes entirely lacking in the batch of babblers we’ve been running
\n into lately.<\/p>\n
\n meth, ice, hillbilly cocaine, crank, etc. is one of the most powerful
\n stimulants known, and is easily cooked up on equipment available
\n at Home Depot from ingredients available at Walgren’s. Meth is
\n not usually a hallucinogen in its own right, although high dosages can
\n cause heart arrhythmia, stroke, delusions and paranoia.<\/p>\n
\n incredible energy, laser-like focus and seeming mental clarity. The need
\n and desire to eat
\n or sleep are distant memories. A compulsive drive to constant activity leads to
\n a gamut of behavior, from talking to fidgeting to walking around to talking
\n to drawing to talking to cleaning and always back to the talking, ceaseless
\n streams of verbiage, hopeless run on sentences and convoluted logic.<\/p>\n
\n paranoia is the prolonged lack of sleep or sustanance, often lasting
\n 3 or 4 days
\n (or longer, depending on the starting state of the subject) during what
\n the speed freak refers to as "runs". One is "on a run" until one "crashes".
\n Repeatedly going 100 hours without eating or sleeping is not good for
\n the human metabolism, which is why you don’t see a lot of old speed freaks around.<\/p>\n
\n 48 hours, two days without sleep, the mind begins to manufacture stimuli
\n out of some perverse last-ditch attempt to convince you to quit it already
\n and go to sleep. Subjects report hearing voices, or music in a silent
\n room, and in extreme cases hallucinate people who seem so real they have
\n to ask them if they are or aren’t actual people. Not that this questions
\n settles much except that the askers are clearly off their nuts.<\/p>\n
\n without sleep, can mimic the symptoms of a slew of psychiatric disorders,
\n from alienation, compulive-obsessive disorder, bipolar disorder, neuroses,
\n right up through paranoid schizophrenia, meglomania and full-blown psychosis.<\/p>\n
\n the most part these are harmless dementia, and the speed freaks go about
\n their
\n business
\n in
\n quaint
\n and
\n unobtrusive
\n obsessions;
\n painting the ceiling of their bedroom in an exact replica of the Sistine
\n Chapel, say, or assembling a collection of dust bunnies which resemble
\n characters from situation comedies. However, things can get out
\n of hand, for the speed freak as well as for others, when paranoid schizophrenia
\n rears its ugly head, or when guns and liquor enter into the equation. Or pipe bombs, for that matter.<\/p>\n
\n to steer clear of amphetamine abusers, and the sight of so many individuals
\n exhibiting clear signs of meth use lately has been slightly unnerving. So far, they
\n seem placid and amusingly eccentric, but the summer is young, and we
\n don’t go out a lot at night anymore, so we don’t know what the scene
\n is like at 3 or 4 am. This is their time to shine. They own the
\n blank empty hours, when normal folk are tucked into pedestrian dreams,
\n and their speeded up quirks and fixations can really get out and stretch
\n their legs. <\/p>\n
\n will keep our eyes open for a blog with one 20,000-word posting a day
\n for three or four days in a row, then nothing for a week.<\/p>\n