When I first heard of this book, my first instinct was that calling it a “cookbook” would be, all in all, a misnomer. For being so controversial, surely the work contained more than recipes for baking/cooking foods. However, the misnomer wasn’t in the title; it was in its definition of being an anarchistic book. It’s more accurately nihilistic. The book references drugs like they’re a cure-all to the current set of laws. The author knows a suspiciously high amount of information about drugs. The author details 3 different kinds of pot, and 2 methods of growing it. They also manage to incorporate every part of a marijuana plant into a recipe of some sort. Before this, I had never heard of hash. It’s apparently just a block of marijuana plant extract. The author guides the reader through the process of making hash. The author mentions a man named Antonin Artaud, whose life was drastically changed for the worse after taking LSD, and romanticizes his experience as “[finding] his own truth.” There are rules about buying off the black market: never buy from a stranger or on the street, don’t front money, don’t hold large amounts of money with people you don’t trust around, etc. He also mentions LBJ, which is a mix of acid, belladonna, and heroin, describing the trip as “the freakiest, worst, most fucked-up trip you will ever go on.” He then quotes a patent on how to make acid. During the peyote segment, he goes off on a tangent, telling a story about the first time he tried it. After reading the peyote segment, I don’t understand why people would get high off of it. It smells bad, tastes bad, and makes one vomit. How is that desirable? The rest of the drugs listed follow a similar pattern of: where it comes from in nature, origin of usage, people who can use it to get high legally, preparation of drug to ingest, recipes for drug ingestion, and how to grow some in a lab setting or from home.
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