the words of william seward burroughs, one of my heroes.hortly 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 became known as the beats. burroughs, however, was not a hipster. there was nothing beat 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 available prescription opiate. of course, the daily staple of many in these parts, hashish, keef and maldune. hashish is the concentrated thc resin of the cannabis plant as well as the leaves and flowers that have been separated from the buds compressed into sheet or brick-like form. keif, a more local and indigenous product containing only