Dear Editor,

While flipping through channels the other night I came across an interesting commercial. One of those god-awful, twisted, government-funded late night commercials, mind you, but given the choice between a government commercial or I love Lucy reruns, I was forced to choose the former. The commercial inadequately presented the case for and reasons why using drugs inadvertently links one to terrorists. While the war on terror has evolved into one of the most patriotic, dignified events in our prestigious history, the war on drugs has been an absolute joke. Not even one of those crude jokes, like standing naked upside down in front of your friends after a couple bottles of beer, but more like finding yourself in bed with your overweight math teacher after a bottle of whiskey.

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