Once you’re too old for club or college life, purchasing drugs can be problematic and risky – unsuitable for women with jobs and children. “It was fun when we were young, but not now that we want to keep control of it. We need it done efficiently,” says Rachel, 37, who is married with three children and works as a freelance photographer from her home in Bristol. She buys cocaine, mephedrone and MDMA from Karen, the mother of her son’s best friend, who goes to the same local primary school. And because it’s convenient, they swap the cash and drugs from buggy to buggy, while picking up the kids from school.
“No one would ever suspect, says Rachel, who’s active in the PTA. “There are a few like-minded parents who buy from her as well. It’s a nice primary school and they’d be surprised that some mums buy drugs in the playground.”
This is an extract from an article in this month’s Marie Claire about women and drug use. When I read it I actually just sat for a minute, open-mouthed, unable to say anything. What made the whole thing worse is that ‘Rachel’ almost sounds proud, as though her and all these other mums are playing some sort of kooky game.
If you’re thinking that perhaps I have taken this quote out of context, and that it was designed to shock, I don’t think so. The very next line in the article is this – ‘so far, perhaps, so unsurprising. But gradually a range of more extreme female-friendly outlets is surfacing.’
I’m sorry, have I missed something?? The journalist writing the piece may not have been surprised to hear that mums were buying drugs on the playground but I certainly was! Is that not an extreme enough outlet?
I am a parent and because of that I would never take drugs, end of. I certainly wouldn’t buy and sell them at a school, surrounded by primary and pre-school age children. Is that me being a terrible prude? I don’t think so. I read the piece out to a friend who has three young children and she was equally horrified, although less surprised than me. “It sounds like my son’s school,” she said. “One of the mums there asked me if I wanted to go to her house and take MDMA with them one weekend. She told me she thought I was a creative type and that it might be something I would be in to.”
Since when did ‘being a creative type’ mean leaving your small children at home with a babysitter to go and take drugs? Presumably if they are going to someone’s house to do it, it might also mean there are kids asleep upstairs?
The article though, rather than condemning these women, seems to be impressed with their multi-tasking, as though they are perfect examples of modern mums having it all. ‘For female drug users, taking drugs needs to fit alongside their professional lives. They apply the same standards to buying their drugs as they do to the rest of their lives: discreet, controlled, safe and well organised; just one of a list of things to do scrawled in a diary or added to an iPhone Note.’
Ah well, that’s OK then, (note sarcasm in voice), so long as they are using an app to buy their illegal and dangerous drugs then that’s OK, hat’s off to them for being so efficient. Organic veg box ordered online? Check. PTA meeting in the diary? Check. MDMA purchased on the playground? Check.
Perhaps I am missing out on the perfect middle-class family lifestyle?