Just got back from the US the day before yesterday, and I’m mostly trying to reset my body clock, nine hours ahead of where it was in California, or maybe behind, or is it ten hours with Daylight Savings…? I haven’t quite got it worked out.
Anyway, just this morning it occurred to me that I forgot to let you guys know that the Great Debate is finally available on YouTube. Here it is. Thanks to Shaun Shelly for crunching all those gigs into something relatively bite-sized (pun intended?) and doing whatever he had to do to dampen background noise. The sound quality isn’t bad for a talk in a theatre.
I’ve got lots more to share with you from my time in the US. I continue to love Americans, loathe their politics, and try to stay afloat in that peculiarly American miasma made of equal parts hope and despair. The societal challenges are so huge. How will they ever be resolved?
But the biggest challenge I witnessed, up close, in my face, was the suffering and anxiety, the attempts to come to grips with mortality rates and the loss of friends and loved ones, that continue characterize the opioid epidemic. Overdose deaths are still the leading cause of death in Americans under 50. And suicide is a close second (in some reports), exacerbated not only by substance use but prevalent during periods of abstinence. The system (if we can even call it that) is completely broken.
I gave a talk in Long Island and did some version of my usual spiel about the “disease” label and the problems it creates, in our scientific and social understanding of addiction and in the twisted ethos of a treatment industry powered by profit and offering little more than a quick fix for a problem with deep roots. But the day after my talk, something changed. I sat on a panel with the program directors of several community and state organizations tasked with helping addicts survive and, ideally, stop using. The meeting and discussion were hosted by THRIVE, a community-based organization (note: this is not the for-profit rehab by the same name) that describes itself this way:
Why THRIVE is DifferentLaunched in response to our community need for a safe, substance-free place, THRIVE is the first and only of its kind on Long Island. Members of the recovery community and their families can pursue better skills, better relationships, and ultimately better lives.
But THRIVE really isn’t much different from hundreds of similar organizations springing up around the US, largely in response to the opioid/overdose epidemic. THRIVE mainly helps steer users and families to nonprofit organizations (supported by public funds and donations) dedicated to rehab, recovery, abstinence and above all harm reduction. These are incredibly dedicated groups, and the four people selected to speak for them were smart, passionate, hugely knowledgeable and deeply concerned. For the many people crowding the room — the wasted looking former or “recovering” addicts who’d been driven too far down for too long, the people of all ages with half a spark in their eye who’d remained alive and involved thanks largely to methadone and Suboxone, the family members still brimming with hope or anguish and sometimes gratitude, the teachers from local colleges, the front-line workers and those in training to become addiction workers, organizers and lobbyists, cops who cared, even government people (there was a state senator in attendance, and everyone seemed to know him because he was something of a regular) — for all those people, THRIVE and its tributaries were the main act. Not NIDA or ASAM or the Center for Disease Control, not AA or SMART, not Drug Courts, not psychologists (like me) or psychiatrists who think they might help explain things better. The main act was the community, right there in that room, palpable as a community, whose only goal was to help.
So this is what I learned from the mind-boggling accounts of the obstacles people STILL face getting methadone or Suboxone (without long waits, trails of paper work, or intolerable commutes) or half an hour
with a counselor who actually cares. What I learned is that my arguments about the “disease” label of addiction were entirely context-specific. They may have their place with scientists, doctors, and policy makers. But here on the street, the disease label meant nothing more than a ticket to get help. The word was simply a currency, coinage — and if you had to use it to qualify for treatment, then so be it.
I’ll end with a historical note that shows where we’ve come from (in drug treatment policy), where we’ve arrived, and how little has changed in the meantime. (This comes from Mike Ashton’s marvelous site with its collection of facts and figures related to drugs, alcohol, and addiction in general.)
Writing in 2010, years after his tenure at NIDA had ended, Dr Leshner revealed that his depiction and promotion of the [brain disease] model owed much to its public relations utility. He had appreciated its “powerful potential to change the way the public sees addiction”, and sought a resonant metaphor to realise that potential. The solution was to liken changes in brain structure and functioning caused by repeated drug use to a ‘switch’, transforming what was voluntary into compulsively involuntary drugtaking – a metaphor which he admitted was chosen without too much regard to the reality of neural functioning.
In other words, calling addiction a brain disease never meant much of anything to begin with, except as a prod for public health awareness and access.
So if that’s what we have to call it to get people what they need, in a country whose healthcare system is almost entirely lacking in rationality or compassion, then that’s just the way it is.