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Thumbnail image for margot-money1.jpgThis post is the third in an interesting trilogy of articles on HAWTaction.  Last August, I wrote Money is Very Dirty, a post that got a good buzz from HAWT readers.  (Luckies.)  Money is Very Dirty pointed readers to a report from periodical Trends in Analytical Chemistry that found that U.S. had the highest concentration of cocaine on its currency. 

Yes.  Cocaine on the currency.  Cocaine.  On.  The.  Currency.  As I wrote in the article:
 
"...cocaine is usually paid for with cash, and the dealers/buyers handle the bills just after the drug.  In addition, as Artie knows, bills make a great conduit for cocaine from the mirror on the coffee table to the sinuses."
Some 1996 bills had 1,300 micrograms on it.  That's 1.3 milligrams of cocaine on a bill.  Ay chihuahua.

Then, in a post I wrote in May called Breathe in the Cocaine, scientists in Madrid found traces of cocaine and heroin IN THE AIR.  Like... floating around!  As you'd expect, the concentration of cocaine in the air spiked on weekends.

So, what could make us revisit this?  Well, cocaine.  On bills.

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Breathe in the Cocaine

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A while back, we had a HAWT post about how Money is Very Dirty.  Now, this wasn't dirt, dust or mud on the bills...  This was trace cocaine.  Seriously.  Check out that HAWT article.  Then start favoring your credit card.

Well, the hunt for drugs progresses.  Forget surfaces, let's check the air!  A new technique has been developed that finds airborne drugs.  Airborne drugs, an urban pollen.  This was put to test in two Spanish cities: Madrid and Barcelona. 

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(That's Madrid's central post office.) 

Obviously, they found something, or HAWT wouldn't be reporting on it.

Money is Very Dirty

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Thumbnail image for margot-money1.jpgAnyone who holds a handful of change for over five seconds wants to chuck the warm coins in to the Hudson river and set their hands ablaze to sanitize them.  (No?  Am I the only one?)  There's nothing quite like the creeps I get from contact with metal that has seen asphalt, pockets, dirty water, sewage, bathroom sinks, dust, vending machines, mouths, phone booths, the space under a dryer in the laundromat... anything, really, except a dishwasher.

Every once in a while I see a bill that looked particularly haggard and chills slip up my back, but mainly the insane disgust is isolated to coins.  Well, the periodical Trends in Analytical Chemistry has changed that.

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