The Marijuana Kid: The Revolution

The Marijuana Kid: The Revolution.I was born in the year 1953 the "Leave It to Beaver" era. I was raised in east Los Angeles, in what I call a Mexican ghetto; a government project, housing for the less fortunate. My father would come home drunk most nights, after spending all of his earnings on alcohol and gambling; my mom would yell at him; then the fight would begin. As the youngest kid, I saw furious fights between ' my mother and father almost every night of my childhood.When I got into my teens I chose not to stay at home, so I ran the streets with my friends. We did all we could to have fun. Drugs became a main part of my life. I found I could support my marijuana use by selling it.The novel starts with these miserably common elements and escalates into the fantasy life of drug users and dealers, with the protagonist becoming one of the biggest marijuana dealers in America. It mixes the realities of ordinary people using and dealing drugs with the dreams of riches, sex, and adventure that they seek to fulfill, and with the equally fantastic paranoid delusions of the DEA (Drug Enforcement Agency) that lead to persecution and misery for real people. The denouement is an underdog's ultimate wish-fulfillment fantasy of social revolution and the destruction of the DEA, with the magical escape and disappearance of the protagonist.