As the cost of fuel and fertilizer increases we grumble and pay but halfway across the world the coffee plantations find that their crop becoming less and less profitable. Very soon is the point of no return when the production costs are more than the income!So coffee rises in price in a doomed attempt to counter this economic strangulation.
Over here, as we do our food shopping, there comes a point when coffee becomes that expensive luxury, instead of an every day purchase and so the market for this domestic narcotic just dries up.
When the Armies of the West burn Afghani poppy fields the cost of heroin, on the street, merely escalates. Perhaps this particular narcotic is a two edged weapon. Drive out the Infidel, the poppies blossom and flourish the cost of a hit drops and consumption soars. Burn the poppies, the drug lords crank up the price and grin all the way to the bank!
Win-win all the way. Destroy the addicted West or pay the piper plenty!
Cold Turkey from coffee addiction is not in the same league as the far more deadly opiates.
In our long forgotten past, when every household, had at least a dozen children, an unemployed father had a large,whimpering,wailing and starving family.So the Poor Relief money went on Quietening Syrup, just to still the hunger pains. It didn't take more than a grain of opium to a pint of sugar syrup, for the remedy to be effective, but since gallons of the stuff, were dispensed, to almost the entire neighbourhood, the Dangerous Drug Bill ballooned to the great interest of a curious Drug Inspector who marvelled at the many pages of my Great Grandfathers Prescription Book.
