the words of william seward burroughs, one of my heroes. shortly after shooting his wife to death in a drunken accident in mexico city. he was a heroin addict, a homosexual, and an inspiration to those protohipsters who came to be known as the beats. burroughs however was not a hipster. there was nothing beatnik about him. he was a somewhat stuffy, well-dressed st. louis son of a good family gone wrong. he was also to my mind the greatest writer of the whole damn bunch. "on the road," you can have it. his classic "naked lunch" was written here. a nonlinear, dark, dry humored, searingly critical and satirical and profane masterpiece. burroughs was apparently high for much of the process, on heroin or locally valuable prescription opiate. of course the daily staple of many in these parts. hashish, keef and majune. hashish is the concentrated thc resin of the cannabis plant as well as varg amounts of its flowers and leaves that have been separated from buds and compressed into sheet or brick-like form. kief, a local and indigenous product, is