We used to call it "Silly Simon" back in the day.
I enjoyed my sojourn into the world of psycidalia... it was all such an adventure!
Honestly... I thought there was too much fuss made over them. There were always far more dangerous hallucinogenic drugs out there... like alcohol... or things that keep you awake for too long... like amphetamines... which do cause induced psychosis.
Never once did I nor anyone around me experience anything close to a psychotic episode... giggly during... because life's absurdity became so obvious... then just a little sleepy and fuzzy-brained the following day.
I heard tell of people "tripping out" and going crazy etc... but the ones I knew were always one step away from nutso anyway.
Of course... when I experimented... There wasn't the bevy of psych drugs available... they were crude and often debilitating... or mass consumption of them like there is today... everyday... all the time... day in and day out... Holy crap ... today one in five are legally scarfing down the big pharma like there is no tomorrow... bawling about "crippling anxiety"... or whatever... like everything needs fixing.
We kept military personnel on long deployments.. in a war we weren't winning... they were propped up on Prozac...
Back in the day... when human life was really lived on the edge... all people had were molds... fungi... plants... insects... and licking the backs of desert toads... to cope with life's stresses... and they did it intermittently... collectively. The individual wasn't sent home with a prescription... guaranteeing a supply all to themselves.
The truth inches towards Trump despite his best efforts.
MAGA will have to work hard to normalize underage sex parties held at, of course, gold courses.