The Transcendental Idealism of Artificial Chemicals

It's about 3:30 AM, and I'm half stoned half naked and coming down from my adderall rush while listening to Matthew Good. Sounds like a party right? Wrong. For most of my life I have been completely against artificial chemical highs. I've always found the "War on Drugs" to be hypocritical. How do we dare look down on the local pothead while praising the coked up executive and his tranquilized wife? The American Dream is a nightmare forcing us to self-medicate just to make daily life bearable. Or maybe I'm just upset that I can't bear the monotony of my school work without adderall.