An ArmchairMayor editorial by Mel Rothenburger.
IT REALLY IS astounding how little compassion there is sometimes — especially in this season of goodwill toward all — for those who stumble.
We have what is generally acknowledged as a crisis in this province,and across the country. People are dying in the hundreds from overdoses of opioids, a family of narcotics developed for pain relief that are at the center of the illegal drug trade.
One in particular is at the root of the current crisis — fentanyl and its cousin carfetanyl, the latter being 10,000 times more potent than morphine.
Problem is that it’s being mixed with other street drugs and users never know whether they’re getting what they’re paying for or something spiked with fentanyl or carfentanyl.
The result can be fatal. The victims are often hard-core drug addicts but not always. Sometimes they’re just partiers who make foolish choices.
Mothers with stories to tell about their sons and daughters being killed by fentanyl are becoming more common every day. They courageously speak up to raise the alarm and to ask the healthcare system to do more to fight the epidemic.
Yet there are those who take no pity, whose main concern is the cost of prevention rather than the loss of lives. They say it’s the price drug users pay, and maybe fatal consequences will be a deterrent.
As if addicts who live for their next fix will be deterred by the risk, or young people out for a good time think about the danger.
Well then, say the self-righteous — they deserve what they get.
How can life be valued so little?