"I got busted right before my 16th birthday. In 1971, if you got busted for hash in NassauCounty, that was a felony worth seven to fifteen years in prison. I went from having long hair to getting a crewcut for my trial. My parents got me a psychiatrist. I had a great lawyer. I got lucky. I got three years probation. I was scared straight by the police. They busted me three times, even when I was clean. They broke into the house and took me out in handcuffs in front of my mother.
"My depression is now under control due to the wonders of the Prozac generation."
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