If you missed the galvanising speech that Johann Hari, author of Chasing the Scream, gave at Sydney's Festival of Dangerous Ideas - or if you want to see it all again, check it out right here. Recommended viewing!
Johann also wrote this blog post that covers a lot of what he spoke about at Festival of Dangerous Ideas.
How To End ‘Drug-Related Violence’
Rosalio Reta was at summer camp, like all the other American teenagers his age. He was a short Texan fifteen-year old with spiky hair, nicknamed “Bart” because he looks like a less yellow Bart Simpson, and loves to skateboard. He was also into the Power Rangers, alternative pop, and Nintendo 64, especially The Mask of Zelda and Donkey Kong.
At camp in this particular year, he was learning useful skills, ones he will remember for the rest of his life. Only at this camp, you don’t learn how to canoe, or sing in a chorus, or make a log fire. You learn how to kill.
When I met Rosalio, he was 23, but he could still describe the techniques he learned at that camp and later. Take beheading, for example.
“There’s times I’ve seen it they’ve done it with a saw,” he told me through the prison glass. “Blood everywhere. When they start going they hit the jugular and –” he clicks his fingers — “[it’s] everywhere… They put the head right there. The head still moves, makes faces and everything. I think the nerves, you can see inside, the bone, everything’s moving. It’s like they’ve got worms. I’ve seen it move, when it’s on the ground. If he’s making a screaming face, it stays like that sometimes. Sometimes it slacks off.”
I have been thinking a lot about Rosalio as I prepare to come to Australia, and I read the media’s coverage of “drug-related violence.”
At the moment, it is widely believed in Australia that what the media calls “drug-related violence” has a simple cause: a person uses drugs, goes crazy, and attacks somebody. That is what the media is telling you is happening all over the country.
I used to believe that too. But then I went on a 50,000km journey across a dozen countries to investigate the war on drugs for my book ‘Chasing The Scream: The First and Last Days of the War on Drugs’. I spent a lot of time with Chino Hardin, a transgendered former crack dealer in Brooklyn, and I met Rosalio through thick reinforced glass. (You can listen to my interviews with them here. I spoke to the leading academic experts on this, and pored over their research. And it turns out almost everything we have been told about drug-related violence is wrong.
Professor Paul Goldstein decided to look at every killing described as a “drug-related murder” in New York City in 1986, and he found something striking. It turned out only 7.5% occurred after somebody took drugs and acted irrationally — the story the media presents as the whole picture. A further 2% were the result of addicts trying to steal to feed their habit and it going wrong. And the remaining 90.5% — the vast and overwhelming majority — had a very different cause: one that has nothing to do with drug use at all.
The best way to understand it — and I was taught this by Chino, as he tutored me in the world of crack-dealing — is to imagine as soon as you finished reading this article, you wanted to steal a bottle of vodka. You go to your local liquor store. You put the bottle under your jacket. And if the shop owner catches you, they call the police, and the police will take you away. So that liquor store owner doesn’t need to be violent, or intimidating — because they are backed with the power and force of the law to protect their property rights.
Now imagine you wanted to steal, not vodka, but (say) cannabis, or cocaine. If the drug dealer in your neighborhood catches you, obviously, he can’t call the police — they’d arrest him. So he has to fight you. He has to protect his property rights with violence. Now, obviously, he doesn’t want to be having a fight like that every day — so he has to establish a reputation for being so violent that nobody will dare to fuck with him. The best way for him to do that is to be terrifying, and to establish his reputation with a few theatrical acts of aggression.
As a dealer, you must establish your patch against other dealers by force and terror, and you maintain your patch by force and terror. You don’t just hurt other dealers — you hurt cops, and any civilians who get caught in the cross-fire. The Nobel Prize-winning economist Milton Friedman calculated this dynamic causes an extra 10,000 killings every year in the US.
Ask yourself: where are the violent alcohol-dealers today? Does the CEO of Smirnoff go and shoot the CEO of Heineken in the face?
Of course not. It’s not the alcohol that has changed. It’s the decision to stop banning it, and so to take it back from armed criminal gangs, and give it to licensed and regulated legal sellers. If milk was banned, and people still wanted milk, exactly the same process would take place — and the media would call it “milk-related violence.”
This is what is causing the majority of the drug-related violence in Australia. Here’s a few examples from headlines in the last few weeks. A small-time drug dealer called Harvey Spence suspected somebody he knew of being a police informant — so he drove him out into the countryside in Johnsonville and suffocated him to death. He burned his body in a shed and dumped the ashes in the Tambo River. The judge said it was one of the most horrible deaths he could imagine. In Kalgoorie, four men are accused of physically dismembering a 24 year old man called Beau Davis, for being a rival drug-seller.
Slaughter like this is happening week after week in Australia.
It is terrible enough in relatively lawful countries, like Australia and the US. It is even more horrific in Northern Mexico, where I went for the book, and where Rosalio butchered or beheaded around 70 people, between the ages of 13 and 17. He was sent to his summer camp by one of the deadliest cartels — the Zetas. These gangs control the massive drug trade that runs through the country to supply the US and Europe, and they have simply taken over great swathes of the country. As a result, more than 100,000 people have been killed — for exactly the same reasons the small-time dealer in Kalgoorie was cut up.
This violence — running from Sydney to Ciudad Juarez — can be ended, if we make a better choice.
How can I be so sure? I studied the evidence from the US: it only started once the trade was criminalized, and transferred to criminals. And — even more crucially — I went to the countries that have moved beyond the drug war. For example, I went to Switzerland, where heroin has been made legal for addicts who get it from clinics. The most detailed academic study, by Professor Ambrose Uchtenhagen, found 55% fewer vehicle thefts, 80% fewer muggings and burglaries, and a fall in crime that was — as the study puts it — “almost immediate.”
Do you know how many violent heroin dealers there are now in Switzerland? None. They don’t exist.
There were no violent drug-dealers before the war on drugs; and there are no violent drug dealers after the war on drugs.
But some people worry, totally understandably — wouldn’t there be a big increase in drug use, and therefore the (much smaller, but real) violent crime rate among users? I too was worried about this. But I went to Portugal, where they decriminalised all drugs — and transferred all the money they used to spend on punishing users and addicts, into helping them to turn their lives around instead. Injecting drug use fell by 50 percent, and crimes caused by addicts are significantly down.
When you end the drug war, you can reduce the small amount of violence caused by drug users, and end the huge amount of violence caused by drug dealers.
I stared at Rosalio through thick reinforced glass in a prison in rural Texas. He will be released — if he makes it that long — when he is in this mid-80s, six decades from now. I keep wondering: by the time he feels the sun on his face, will the war he fought and killed for still be raging across the world — or will we have chosen a sane path, at last?
Blog post originally published on medium.com