Slate has a good take on the way that drugs are reported on in NYC, and points me to the blog Meth-Mouth. The phrase is so evocative, I keep looking for fun new ways to use it. I dunno– punk bands, urban clothing labels, whatever.
(The origins: speed makes your mouth dry, makes you crave sweets, makes you forget to brush, makes you pass out for days at a time with your mouth open and your teeth rotting, makes you grind your teeth… anyway, it’s bad for your teeth and an uncanny number of users have dental problems. Not all of them, but enough for the press to catch on to it and create a whole urban legend along the lines of “if you take acid you’ll think you can fly and jump off a building” or “if you take heroin you will get an abcess and have your arm amputated.” I feel like if I were a tweaker, I’d end up getting obsessed with my teeth, rinsing, flossing, brushing… that or I’d just blog constantly.)
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