A Losing Battle : SMOKE AND MIRRORS: The War on Drugs and the Politics of Failure,<i> By Dan Baum (Little, Brown: $24.95; 396 pp.)</i>
On May 2, Atty. Gen. Janet Reno, flanked by a phalanx of law enforcement officials, announced that the United States had smashed a major drug trafficking ring with tentacles extending into Colombia, Mexico and cities across the United States. In all, the operation netted 130 arrests, $17 million in cash and 6 tons of cocaine. “The most sophisticated and the most well-coordinated effort that I’ve ever seen,” said one U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration official. The bust was trumpeted on the network news and on National Public Radio and in many of the nation’s newspapers.
Unfortunately, those reports offered readers little context. They failed to note, for instance, that operations of this sort are fairly routine. Hardly a year goes by, in fact, that the government does not hold a news conference to announce that it has pulled off the most sophisticated and well-coordinated drug bust ever. Yet somehow the drugs keep pouring into the country. No matter how many traffickers are arrested, no matter how many tons of powder are seized, there’s rarely a ripple on the street. Certainly the operation announced by Reno caused no dip in supplies. Few stories bothered to point this out, however. That’s hardly surprising, for few subjects in recent years have been as misreported and misunderstood as the vaunted war on drugs.
Before they attend the next such news conference, reporters would do well to read Dan Baum’s “Smoke and Mirrors.” An entertaining if tendentious history of the drug war from 1968, when Richard Nixon first declared it, to the firing of Jocelyn Elders in 1993, “Smoke and Mirrors” provides a lacerating look at how we got into this quagmire, matched in futility only by the war in Vietnam. As Baum shows, this battle has been costly not only in national treasure--an estimated $120 billion spent during the Bush years alone--but also in the violence done to our courts, our cities and our civil liberties. And we have little to show for it.
“At a time when the public debates whether gun laws and wetlands protection violate the Constitution, the war on drugs concentrates unprecedented police power inside the Beltway, all but eliminating Fourth Amendment rights and turning the attorney general into a kind of urban viceroy who can mete out punishment without trial,” writes Baum, a former Wall Street Journal reporter who now lives in Missoula, Mont., “The drug war clogs the courts to the point of breakdown. It keeps more Americans in federal prison for drug crime than were in for all crimes put together in 1980. It criminalizes a generation of African American men. . . .”
To show how we got to this point, Baum provides a series of barbed sketches of the often obscure but always zealous characters who have led this peculiarly American crusade. There’s Donald Santarelli, a brilliant Justice Department aide who, under Richard Nixon, cooked up such hard-line ideas as preventive detention and “no knock” search warrants; Keith Schuchard, an angry and obstreperous Atlanta mother who, outraged over her daughter’s pot-smoking, sparked a revolt against the lax policies of the Carter administration; Dick Williams, a former Army paratrooper who, as a low-level White House aide, helped advance the notion that there is no such thing as recreational drug use; and William von Raab, the pint-sized, maniacal commissioner of U.S. Customs whose policy of “zero tolerance” authorized agents to seize yachts even if they found only a single marijuana seed aboard. Baum is especially tough on former drug czar William Bennett and his band of acolytes (“Bennettistas”), whose insistence on turning the drug problem into a culture war created a climate in which no enforcement tactic was too excessive, no assault on privacy too invasive.
Along the way, Baum makes the compelling point that it is not crack, cocaine or heroin that sustains the drug war, but marijuana. If it weren’t for pot, he notes, “there wouldn’t be 11 million regular users of illegal drugs in the United States, there would be 2 million"--the number of chronic users of hard drugs. Since such a group is too small to justify the upkeep of a vast war machine, Baum writes, the drug warriors have insisted on keeping marijuana criminalized, thereby magnifying the scope of the problem. Of the 1.1 million Americans arrested in 1990, Baum notes, 264,000 were arrested for simple marijuana possession. From helicopter raids on marijuana farms in Northern California to the investigation of High Times magazine for running ads for marijuana seeds to the denial of pot to patients with glaucoma and AIDS, Baum shows that “reefer madness” is alive and well in the nation’s capital.
This insight comes at a good time. In anticipation of the November election, Republicans in Congress are trying desperately to make an issue of Bill Clinton’s drug record. U.S. Sen. Orrin Hatch (R-Utah) recently asserted that the president has been AWOL on the drug issue, causing drug use to soar. According to government surveys, however, the only real increase has been in adolescent marijuana use--a cause for concern, perhaps, but hardly the national crisis the Republicans are claiming. As Baum notes, the real drug crisis is the continuing high level of crack, cocaine and heroin addiction in the inner city--a problem about which neither Democrats nor Republicans have any fresh ideas.
Nor, unfortunately, does “Smoke and Mirrors.” As good a job as Baum does in documenting past follies, he offers little direction for the future. By now, many Americans would surely agree with his characterization of the drug war as “government lunacy beyond the wildest waste-fraud-and-abuse accusations of Rush Limbaugh and Ross Perot.” But what’s the alternative? In recent years, the nation’s drug debate has become polarized between unregenerate hawks calling for ever more enforcement and siren-like doves calling for no enforcement. While Baum writes that his book is not intended as a “manifesto for legalization,” it certainly reads like one. His heroes tend to be legalizers, like Baltimore Mayor Kurt Schmoke, and his line of argument leads directly into the pro-legalization camp. Yet the case he makes is not convincing. In his rush to mock the drug warriors, in fact, Baum makes some highly questionable assertions of his own.
Consider, for example, his discussion of the age-old question of whether addicts commit crimes to support their habits. With great glee Baum shows how politicians--seeking to stoke public fears about drugs--have attributed to addicts an absurdly high amount of property crime. In 1971, for instance, Richard Nixon told Congress that heroin addicts steal more than $2 billion worth of property a year to support their habits. “This was patent nonsense,” Baum glibly writes. “In 1971, the total value of all property stolen in the U.S.--whether in burglaries, robberies, or thefts--was $1.3 billion.” Actually, $1.3 billion was the total amount reported stolen; since many thefts go unreported, it’s not inconceivable that Nixon’s estimate was in the ballpark.
Nonetheless, let’s concede Baum his point. Not willing to leave well enough alone, he goes on to insist that addicts commit few crimes other than selling drugs to other addicts. “If drugs were legal,” he writes, “most addicts would be leading largely law-abiding lives. Many hold jobs, or do legitimate spot work, to earn most of their money. Moreover, most who steal were thieves before becoming addicted, so the theory that addiction leads to crime is dubious.” Baum’s source for this is a single 1985 study that, by now, is badly out of date. Anyone who talks with treatment workers, undercover cops or drug users knows that addicts commonly commit enormous amounts of property crime to support their habits.
In a similar vein, Baum seeks to blame law enforcement for all the evils associated with drug use. “From scag in Da Nang to crack in the Bronx to superpotent hydroponic marijuana in the schoolyard,” he writes, “waves of enforcement have consistently inspired people to import, sell and use ever-stronger drugs in ever more dangerous ways.” Thus, Baum blames the rise of crack on the Reagan administration’s decision to attack the cocaine trade. “When the government pressed hard on cocaine, dealers found it worthwhile to boil it down into a smaller and more potent form. Users in turn found it cheaper and easier to smoke cocaine instead of snorting it.” If only it were so! Then, if we eliminated drug enforcement, everybody would go back to smoking pot. In fact, people use ever-stronger drugs because they want ever-stronger highs.
In Baum’s view, the crack crisis is nothing more than media hype. Certainly the press committed many excesses in covering the drug. As Baum shows, for instance, the “crack baby” phenomenon was blown badly out of proportion. And the media’s claims that crack was instantly addictive proved to be exaggerated. Nonetheless, crack did spark a tremendous rise in child abuse cases, and it did exert a remarkable hold over hundreds of thousands of users. More generally, the drug has had a devastating effect on the nation’s inner cities, turning men into scarecrows, women into prostitutes and housing projects into drug dens. Baum’s reluctance to acknowledge all this undercuts the credibility of his argument. Still, “Smoke and Mirrors” is worth reading. By showing how mad the drug war has become, it might help clear the way for a saner approach.