The Beast Within

A Thousand Points of Light

A tale of addiction in america

When he discovered he'd been elected president at the 1988 Republican National Convention, George Bush delivered an acceptance speech where he likened America's clubs and volunteer organizations to "a brilliant diversity spread like stars, like a thousand points of light in a broad and peaceful sky." Never one to waste the turn of a good phrase, he repeated the sentiment months later in January of 1989 during his inaugural address.

 

But it wasn't entirely his to begin with. Author C.S. Lewis had used the phrase in a 1955 novel and before him, H.G. Wells had also done a variation of it himself in a novel entitled MR. BRITLING SEES IT THROUGH in 1917. It wasn't realistically updated, however, until 1991, when The New York Times noted that the phrase had inspired, "a host of caustic political satires, including cartoons of devastated communities as 'A Thousand Points of Blight.'"

 

Which brings us to last month's annual address given by Vermont Govenor Peter Shumlin, which—in its entirety—focused on the state's Heroin Crisis. Gov. Shumlin noted that two million dollars worth of heroin is pumped into Vermont each week while noting that 80% of the state's inmates are in prison for drug crimes. Heroin-related deaths in Vermont nearly doubled in the last year and the number of people treated for heroin addiction had increased 770% since the year 2000.

 

And then we lost Phillip Seymour Hoffman, an actor whose commitment to his work and incredible range knew no boundary. I remember leaving the theater after watching one of his movies and thinking to myself, "That wasn't a performance, it was a Possession." But then, just like that, he was gone.

 

And, just like that, the nation's attention was brought right back around to the crisis that is devastating our communities. It is astonishing to me that people still view heroin abuse and drug addiction as a "Hollywood Problem", and that—despite the overwhelming data—everyone still refuses to believe that overdoses are occurring daily in our own backyards.

 

This idea needs to be smashed.

 

I wrestled with heroin addiction for most of my adult life. It alienated me from my siblings and friends, estranged me from my parents, and annihilated everything I loved before I found the strength and fortitude to check myself into rehab and turn my life around. But, even then, it was an uphill battle, fraught with relapse and disappointment until—during yet another stint in rehab—my father died, and I was allowed to go home alone to mourn with my family as we made ready to bury the man who had never stopped loving me. And, I stood there, at his graveside, for a great long while and swore to him that he would never have to worry about me ever again.

 

It was a promise I wish I'd made when he was alive, but that simply wasn't in the cards for me. This was my path, and I had chosen it, again and again, while in the throes of my addiction. And, it's funny, I watched an interview recently with TV Star-Turned-Songstress Demi Lovato (I have two daughters; don't judge me) who talked openly and courageously about her own plight and that of her close friend Selena Gomez. "It's not even a conscious decision," she said, "When you're a drug addict, you are in pain and this is the only way you know how to medicate it."

 

This wisdom from a 21-year-old woman? How is that even possible in today's world? I mean, isn't she supposed to be pining over a boy or standing in line in the rain for a show? Instead, she's standing at ground zero, looking around at the wreckage and thankful her friend is standing beside her; still alive.

 

Joe Jonas, Justin Bieber, Cory Monteith…the disease of addiction, like cancer or diabetes, does NOT discriminate; it is an equal-opportunity destroyer. Our children are watching this horror unfold on their televisions everyday, and then stepping into schools all across America and laying flowers down against the lockers of their own friends who have overdosed and died on heroin.

 

This is why I feel that it behooves us to sit down with our kids and actually talk with them about what is happening—not just to their favorite celebrities, but to people all around them. We cannot afford to shield our young people from what is happening in the world. Shumlin saw this. I imagine that's why he didn't bury the story about what was happening in Vermont beneath a bunch of rhetoric about stop signs and past times; he got to the point and pulled the curtain back and let the entire country know that Vermont was not all Snowy Fields and Maple Syrup.

 

Which brings us, lastly, to my 12-year-old son. He turns on the TV and he sees Olympic Athletes competing against one another as we push the limits of human endurance and prove to the world all that we are truly capable of. He sees the best in people and is constantly pleading with me to find a way to get us a seat on Virgin Atlantic's Space Flight (although, at $250,000 a ticket, I promise you, the kid's got a better chance at winning the lottery than he does shooting into space with his old man, I've gotta tell ya).

 

But, it's a harrowing notion, I think, to imagine he and myself in a rocket looking down on the planet Earth. Because, I think we'd see two entirely different things as we rounded the dark side of the globe and looked down at America. For him, I think he'd see everything we'd ever accomplished—electricity to stave off the threatening night; the warmth of the lot of us, living side-by-side in communities that promote the same love for values that many of our parents had, and the burgeoning future that those self-same values are fueling.

 

But, I'd probably imagine a thousand points of light, each one represented by a candle that had been lit to commemorate those who have succumbed to heroin addiction; the men and women still using this nightmare drug.

 

That there are a thousand candles may seem daunting to many of you, but the truth of the matter is, they number up in the millions. Can you imagine that? Millions of families devastated by the growing numbers of loved ones who are overdosing and dying, alone and anesthetized, in our streets?

 

We can't hide from this anymore.

 

It's time we acknowledged the points of light these candles are generating, once and for all, because it is up to each and every one of us to blow them out before our country catches fire.

Howard C. Samuels, Psy.D., is a licensed therapist with a Doctorate in Clinical Psychology with years of experience, and is the founder of The Hills Treatment Center.

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