in the 1970s, i ran one of the leading entertainment business public relations firms. celebrity clients were wildly endulging themselves, accountable to no one. it was money, power and prestige, with no one to say, “that’s enough.”
drugs and alcohol were endemic. today, the conversation revolves around prescription drugs, but back then we were into more basic mind-altering substances: pot, psychedelics, cocaine and heroin.
to be truthful, i had an amazing run before it all turned to garbage.
my office, on the sunset strip in west hollywood, was set up like a huge living room with couches, overstuffed pillows on the floor, rock star posters lining the walls and a coffee table, the centerpeice of which was a large crystal bowl, filled at all times with a generous supply of cocaine.
the house rules were help yourself if you’re here on business — but no take-outs!” we were regularly visited by our clients, including the rolling stones, pink floyd, the doors and steppinwolf. as you can imagine, my office was a very popular place.
this guy’s intro to his anti-drug article really doesn’t work
