Letters: Our endless drug war

The “war on drugs” is sort of like a plague that just keeps on “giving.” Despite its somewhat benign appearance, it basically serves to keep our prisons, our police departments and our courthouses plush and humming with money. In earlier times it appeared as a “war” on alcohol, which supposedly was terminated in 1933. It then returned in full force, which an insecure President Nixon used to try to escape the harsh glare of Watergate. And now, in spite of thing