Contrary to whatever drugged imaginings might rattle around in your feeble brain I went to school in the sixties and seventies.
In high school worked at a Sonic where the dopers made their drug deals. I swept up twenties and even C-notes cleaning the parking lot because many of them tear off if a patrol car cruised by on the strip.
I have accurately described behavior I saw almost every day.
It is what it is, and if you want to try to get somebody to pretend something else with you...then you need to find somebody who has lived some sheltered life instead of people who have lived around this crap.
My...ahem...'feeble' brain has witnessed plenty of drug addicts acting irrationally. So what.
Methinks it might somewhat ironically be YOU that is currently living a 'sheltered life'. I'll give you the 411:
Many black youths in this country are raised with no moral compass whatsoever. Every role model in their life is a criminal, ranging from the scofflaw of a mother who fabricates income to get $$ from EIC to a hardened criminal of a father serving time for repetitive violent crimes. Every problem in their lives is somebody else's fault, they are told. If you need something, you take it. In general, whether in a fight or committing a crime, the best outcome is achieved by using a maximum amount of violence. And showing empathy of any type for another human being, even a girlfriend, is considered weak, and thus a dangerous trait.
That's the real world, my FRiend. Honestly - do you REALLY believe that these same teenagers, absent being high on pot, would have behaved at all differently, other than a tad less giggling? To blame this soulless reaction to watching another man suffer and die on drug use is the equivalent of using a tunnel boring machine to bury your whole body in the sand.