THE FENTANYL BLAME GAME

by Bad Billy Laveau

Matthew is a solid family man. Computer expert for our national defense for many years. Security clearances. Stationed in various countries. He has seen and heard things you and I can only imagine. But he is not perfect. Sometimes he drank too much at night. He controlled it. He functioned. Never missed work. Never failed to perform. He was self-controlled. I trust Matthew.

Matthew and I saw a family on TV whose 15-year-old son bought a pill online. The pill, supposedly Percocet, was delivered to the family’s front yard. The kid took the pill. Parents were oblivious. A fentanyl overdose ripped his soul from his body. The parents wept on national TV while announcing a non-profit to “stop cartels from killing American kids.”

Our hearts wept for their loss. But not once did they accept any blame for their son buying and taking an illegal, non-physician-prescribed drug. Physicians have a quarter century of training and education before they prescribe a