09-07-2016, 06:08 AM
The New Yorker's copy editors must all be on vacation. This week's issue has an article on an emerging trend of ingesting a psychedelic that makes you throw up and feel like you are dying but which nonetheless leaves you enlightened in some way. This psychedelic comes from a South American plant, brought to the Big Island by a botanist and turned loose near a "town called Puna". It apparently runs rampant in the jungle and is in popular use in the area which is, sigh, like "The Wild West".
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2016/0...in-the-u-s
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2016/0...in-the-u-s