A little personal anecdote on how the supply chain has "professionalized" here in the Netherlands. My friend, a boring dad, found an envelope filled with coke o

A little personal anecdote on how the supply chain has "professionalized" here in the Netherlands. My friend, a boring dad, found an envelope filled with coke on his doormat. Soon after, his neighbor ringed the door and apologized for the incorrect delivery. Apparently you no longer have to go to some shady area at night, you just place your order on WhatsApp and you get it by mail. Indeed, Amazon level convenience. When I was younger, our idea of fun was to get drunk, which is pretty costly once you build up a tolerance for alcohol. These days, youngsters pop a cheap party pill (XTC) for 5 euro and that's about all they consume for the night. Late night cab drivers used to complain how these drunk kids would puke in the car, now they shit in the car instead. Even in the very nice peaceful town where I live, street corners show piles of "laughing gas" capsules on the floor, which is the new thing. All of this said, the truly hard drugs like heroine, crack, meth do not seem commonly used here in the general population. Back on point, I've never understood the appeal of being a drugs kingpin. It never ends well. You can never check out and retire. You have enemies everywhere. You're always on the run. It doesn't matter whether you control a revenue of 1 billion or 10 billion in any practical sense. It must be a power trip I don't understand.