This article is based on this Dutch article of Martijn Benders
# Dopamine / De Doping
Allen Dulles, the future head of the CIA, had conversations with Joseph Goebbels back in 1935, openly expressing his admiration for Goebbels. Even a letter declassified in 2003 shows that Dulles spoke very positively about Goebbels at least until 1948, and even reviewed a book about him in some army magazine.
“We did it in the best Goebbels-style” – it’s unclear to me who wrote this letter, but the admiration for Goebbels’ methods is evident.
Yesterday, I wrote that pharmaceutical companies dumped enormous quantities of speed left over from mass production in Germany during WWII onto the youth market, of course through clandestine means. It is documented that in Nazi Germany, amphetamines like Pervitin (a methamphetamine) were used massively by soldiers. This substance was used to increase alertness and combat fatigue, contributing to the initial military successes and brutal efficiency of the German troops.
So we were dealing with a drug war, but in a different way than this term is usually used. The state provided massive amounts of Pervitin to the soldiers through German pharmaceuticals.
Hitler’s personal physician, Dr. Theodor Morell, played a significant role in the Führer’s life, especially by administering various medications and preparations. There is evidence suggesting that Hitler took about ten different medications daily, including painkillers (opiates), sleep aids (benzodiazepines), and even hormones.
Morell’s notes and the medical records examined after the war indicate that Hitler was treated with a broad range of substances, some of which could potentially be addictive or harmful. These substances were used to treat various ailments, ranging from stomach pains to symptoms of stress and neurological problems.
Here is a list of substances Hitler used daily:
– **Amphetamines:** Hitler reportedly received injections containing methamphetamine, which were meant to keep him energetic and alert during long hours and stressful periods.
– **Opiates:** It has been suggested that he was given oxycodone (Eukodal), a powerful painkiller, especially in the later years of the war.
– **Sedatives:** Barbiturates were possibly used to manage his insomnia and nervous energy.
– **Hormones:** Testosterone and other hormone preparations were also presumably injected.
– **Vitamins:** Dr. Morell regularly administered vitamin injections as part of his treatments.
– **Steroids:** The use of steroids for various conditions is also documented.
– **Cocaine:** Hitler received eye drops containing a small amount of cocaine for alleged eye problems, and there are reports that he also inhaled cocaine.
– **Glycerine:** For stomach issues, he used preparations containing glycerine.
– **Antibiotics:** Sulfonamide was another medication used for treating infections.
– **Atropine:** Used for digestive complaints.
– **Bromide:** A sedative used to calm nervous energy.
– **Mutaflor:** A probiotic that Hitler received for his digestive issues, containing a living bacterium allegedly isolated from a healthy soldier’s feces.
– **Stramonium and belladonna:** Both used to treat respiratory problems like coughing.
– **Potassium bromide:** Presumably used as a sedative.
It’s unbelievable how much of a pawn for the pharmaceutical industry that man was. A sort of walking genocide on aquatic creatures, as they also receive all this through wastewater.
The substances he used were extremely potent. Belladonna, the nightmare drug? Cocaine, benzodiazepines, oxycodone, my goodness, a walking drug zombie, an experiment by the pharmaceutical industry.
That industry simply continued experimenting on people in the extermination camps during the war. After the war, the industry largely escaped scrutiny: some chairs were shuffled, but soon the same people were back in the same seats.
And then followed two strange developments: first, after another series of genocidal outbursts (Vietnam, Agent Orange), something of a liberation seemed to emerge among the youth: kaboom, shortly thereafter, the market was flooded with large quantities of speed.
Leonard Cohen, for example, was a heavy user of both LSD and Speed. The clarity of his songs he owed to LSD; anyone who has used it knows that clarity is one of LSD’s core values – but the dark sides of his songs were brought out more by speed.
The second development was what is called ‘mental health care’. All those hippies who mixed speed and LSD and had an unpleasant experience (which is not surprising because no sensible person mixes those two) then turned to the ‘mental doctor’ for help because they had long since figured out that a dystopia needs people with sick brains to keep selling itself. This world is not bad, oh no, your brain is sick!
So the hippies flocked in to be drugged by the system, and Nixon began his ‘war on drugs’ to imprison people of color in massive gulag complexes because they had a little plant in their pocket. And then ADHD suddenly appeared, a strange concentration disorder new to human history.
In this turbulent climate of pharmaceutical experiments and political repression, drug marketers thought they could go a step further. Why limit ourselves to real diseases when we can also invent diseases? The fad diseases craze was born. Every season a new disorder, complete with corresponding medication, prescribed by doctors who understood as much about fashion as they did about medicine, surprisingly a lot.
These diseases were wrapped in brilliant marketing campaigns, complete with glossy brochures and testimonies from actors claiming their lives had been radically changed by the latest pill. “Feeling a bit down? Try Serenitol™, now with a hint of lavender – because science has discovered that lavender is essential for serotonin production!” proclaimed a sultry voice in the commercials.
Meanwhile, the political landscape slowly but surely transformed into a sort of surreal theater piece, where the scripts were rewritten daily by the highest bidder. Politicians, no longer satisfied with merely influencing policy, began to sponsor their own diseases. “Do you suffer from Cabinet Itch™? There’s now a cure! Sponsored by Senator Flapdrol, because he cares about your well-being!”
Thus, society became a bizarre collage of commercial, medical, and political interests, a labyrinth where the real sickness wasn’t in people’s brains, but in the heart of a system intent on selling, marketing, and disguising itself as a savior. In this world, the hippies were no more than guinea pigs in a social experiment culminating in the big question: if everyone is sick, who is still healthy?
## Repackaged Speed
Ritalin is essentially a repackaged version of speed, carefully stripped of its most extreme effects. What remains is a substance that breaks down the brain in a subtle yet relentless way, even more so than alcohol can. Thus, the state leviathan had an effective weapon in hand again, an essential tool to maintain the dystopian society.
Clothed in the mantle of medical legitimacy, these pills are marketed as saviors of the modern mind, fighters against the enemies of productivity and concentration. “Is your child having trouble sitting still?”, asks the calm voice in the commercial, while images of quiet, studying children roll across the screen. “Try the new generation of focus enhancers and unleash their true potential!”
A whole generation was brought (from a young age) to speed, without any idea of what the long-term effects on their brains would be. Thus began an invisible epidemic, as subtle as a thief in the night, which unnoticed robbed the future and potential of countless young lives.
This practice may have led to a large-scale degradation of mental health, a creeping poison that slowly erodes the intellectual and emotional richness of an entire generation. Yet, this tragedy remains largely unspoken, hidden behind the glossy facades of pharmaceutical companies and the pressure of a performance-oriented society. It is not labeled as a crisis, let alone as a genocide, even though it affects the lives of hundreds of millions who never chose this intervention.
## Doping is Central in Religion
In Christianity, doping is very central in the religion. They pretend it’s about immersing the head in river water, but that is actually a metaphor for divine sedation: you take a substance, and then you are liberated and blissful.
I have already thoroughly covered this topic in Amanita Muscaria – the Book of the Empress. From the robotic Our Father to placing alcohol at the center of the religion: it has been a coup that spread across Europe through the abuse of a presumed disease (ergotism) via brainwashing clinics.
Who is the real drug dealer? Who makes this life bearable? By the way, I really think that mountain river water is the best mind-expanding drug you will find on this planet, so there is indeed a kernel of truth in that Christian story. Nietzsche already called the Christian Pascal one of the higher human types he knew. The brave heart Nietzsche, who only used opiates and glasses of water his entire life, and thus claimed to serve sobriety.
## Gone Insane.
Yes, dear readers, this is how the web of our paradoxes unravels. The biggest drug dealer, as it turns out, does not sell narcotics from under the counter, but sells salvation from the pulpit. It’s a heavy trade, this trade in hope. And the market is eternally hungry.
Who enters enemy territory with a convoy of hundreds of vehicles as cannon fodder? People who know that it’s all a lost cause anyway, and who want to provide the Western world with one last shot of hope-dopamine: the dystopia might be winning, but look, we still haven’t given up!
Yesterday, Zelensky banned the Orthodox Church. What? Ban the church? Are they now fully on the Stalinist path? I am not making this up, read along:
Now it was already clear that Zelensky is far from a democrat, but this pretty much tops it all. Oh, spare me those eternal church schisms that have been determining our image of the enemy for thousands of years.
In Dick Schoof’s little tower, seventy civil servants are meanwhile secretly working permanently. Seems a tight space, and daily seventy people here just happen to be reading without subscribing, so I know from the statistics.
Should I then put everything behind a paywall?
Oh, let me lose myself further in the music. Already done before, as we know from the art experts at the Letterenfonds, not new, music. I am waiting for the arrival of the collection Chamber Music by Jabik Veenbaas, but perhaps in the meantime you enjoy the elevator music of The Slosh Poppies:
According to the Letterenfonds exorcist on duty, I am a ‘possessed writer’. He probably means that negatively, if I may guess in all gloominess, just like the terms ‘loner’ and ‘megalomania’ and other kitchen table psychology terms that evidently play a role in artistic content. Do they teach these kinds of psychological games at the writers’ school?
It is a special ‘writers’ school’, this school that employs phrases like “More than beautiful words, a book about the meaning of the novel from the last hundred years” on the website. Strangely enough, it is located at the same address as Uitgeverij van Oorschot, and this relatively unknown Christian poet Jabik Veenbaas is apparently a regular there.
Do I want to know more about the meaning of the novel from the last hundred years? Do I want to hear something from this man about ‘crooked Dutch’? And that ugly language use too: “Veenbaas regularly gave summer weeks,” we read, in the best Radio Veronica style. All this is mentioned in just one paragraph on the ‘writers’ school’ website.
I don’t think I will send my daughter there. But while I wait unsuspecting for the poetry collection of this (alleged but blacked-out) State Exorcist to arrive, I will happily skip the philosophy book, no longer available as a printed book, which claims that the Enlightenment was rather superfluous and that we should have stuck with the Lord Jesus. I’ll pass on that book, if you don’t mind, however philosophical it may be.
Regards,
Martijn Benders, 21-08-2024
