Age can be very cruel. Well the drugs don't help.
Posted on 02/03/2010 6:56:23 PM PST by NormsRevenge
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) – Former teen idol Leif Garrett was released on bail on Wednesday, after being arrested and booked for heroin possession by police who saw him "shaking and sweating" on a subway platform, a law enforcement spokesman said.
Garrett, a 1970s child actor and pop star whose disco-era hits included "I Was Made for Dancing," was arrested on Monday when police approached him on a subway platform in Los Angeles because he was exhibiting "pronounced symptoms" of drug dependency, such as "shaking and sweating," said Steve Whitmore, a spokesman for the L.A. sheriff.
Officers searched Garrett and found he possessed heroin, Whitmore said. The actor is due in court on February 24 to face charges in the case.
A spokeswoman for Garrett did not return calls.
Garrett, 48, has battled drug abuse for years, and in 2006 he was arrested for possession of heroin and sentenced to 90 days in jail after opting out of drug treatment.
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You may make it to 50 yet.
Age can be very cruel. Well the drugs don't help.
Da-Doo-Ron-Ron.....
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meanwhile.. out of jail and back to treatment
Redmond O’Neal headed back to residential drug treatment
February 2, 2010 | 12:35 pm
The troubled son of Ryan O’Neal and the late Farrah Fawcett is headed back to a residential drug treatment program after being in custody since late December on a probation violation stemming from a series of drug offenses, a judge ruled Tuesday.
Heroin
The Velvet Underground and Nico
I don’t know just where I’m going
But I’m gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
‘Cause it makes me feel like I’m a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I’ll tell ya, things aren’t quite the same
When I’m rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus’ son
And I guess that I just don’t know
And I guess that I just don’t know
I have made the big decision
I’m gonna try to nullify my life
‘Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper’s neck
When I’m closing in on death
And you can’t help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don’t know
And I guess that I just don’t know
...
The mug shot looks nothing like what he looks like on “Worlds Dumbest”. Of course they don’t let you wear a bandanna over your head on a mug shot.
“saw him “shaking and sweating” on a subway platform, a law enforcement spokesman said.
Garrett, a 1970s child actor and pop star whose disco-era hits included “I Was Made for Dancing,”
Your Honor, my client—a successful musician and actor—was just waiting for the train and, as the youngsters might say, decided to “bust some moves.”
what’s with the red spots on his face?
Rough life. Raised in Hollywood with little parental presence in his youth. Best friend paralyzed when he wrecked his car back in the 70’s. And I think I heard he was now a scientologist.
Not surprising his problems continue.
Bogus search. Where’s the probable cause other than sweating and shaking? Is that the new criteria?
Look out Parkinsons patients!
Could be from falling down, or skin cancer.
Looks like meth damage to me.
So what you’re sayin’ is - The homeless guy on the corner outside my office once wet his pants in a disco suit?
KING HEROIN
James Brown, 1972
Fellow Americans
Lady Americans
This is James Brown
I want to talk to you about one of our most deadly killers in the country today
I had a dream the other night
And I was sittin’ in my living room
Just dozed off to sleep
So I started to dreamin’
I dreamed I walked in a place and
I saw a real strange, weird object
Standin’ up talkin’ to the people
And I found out it was Heroin
That deadly drug that goes in your vein
He said...
I came to this country without a passport
Ever since then I’ve been hunted and sought
My little white grains are nothing but waste
Soft and deadly, and bitter to taste
But I’m a world of power and all know it’s true
Use me once and you’ll know it, too
I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books
I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks
I can make a good man forsake his wife
Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life
I can make a man forsake his country and flag
Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag
Some think my adventure’s a joy and a thriller
But I’ll put a gun in your hand and make you a killer
In cellophane bags I’ve found my way
To heads of state, to children at play
I’m financed in China, Run in Japan
I’m respected in Turkey and I’m legal in Siam
I take my addicts and make ‘em steal, borrow, beg
Then they search for a vein in the arm or the leg
So be you Italian, Jewish, Black, or Mex
I can make the most virile of men forget their sex
So now... So now, my man, you must... You know, do your best
To keep up your habit until your arrest
Now the police have taken you from under my wing
Do you think they dare defy me? I, who am king?
Now, you must lie in that county jail
Where I can’t get to you by visit or mail
So squirm with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness and you might throw me off
Curse me in name, defy me in speech
But you’d pick me up right now if I were in your reach
All through your sentence you’ve become resolved to your fate
Fear not, young man or woman... I’ll be waiting at the gate
And don’t be afraid, don’t run... I’ll not chase
Sure, my name is Heroin and you’ll be back for a taste
Behold! You’re hooked
Your foot is in the stirrup
And make haste, mount the steed, and ride him well
For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell
To Hell
Will ride you to Hell until you are dead
Dead, brother... Dead!
This is a revolution of the mind
Get your mind together
And get away from drugs!
That’s a demand.
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