Wayne Huffman - Meth: a Memoir

METH

A Memoir

By

Wayne Huffman

Former Meth Cook

Published by

MIDNIGHT EXPRESS BOOKS

METH

A Memoir

Copyright 2012 by Wayne Huffman

Cover art by: Cory & Crystal

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Chapter 1

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Now, the earth was formless, and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. And God said, Let there be light. and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness.

Many thousands of years later, in the kitchen of my home, I created meth for my first time, and it too was pretty damn good. My coffee filter was full of dope and anhydrous hydrogen chloride gas hovered in the air. The Spirit of Akira Ogata was near. (Akira Ogata first created the crystal form of meth we know today as ice .)

There is a reason I seem to put the creation of meth on a level with the creation of earth. The reason being, every meth cook I know, myself included, has at one time or another, either considered himself to be God, or, at the very least, had aspirations of becoming God.

When you are a meth cook, you are basically worshipped by those in the meth world who are not cooks. You are definitely put on a higher level, no pun intended, and treated as if you were a greater being. As a meth cook, your word is law in that world. I can, and have, taken over people s homes for my own use. I ve dictated who could, and could not, enter those homes, and when.

People have committed criminal acts for me, both at my direction, and under their own initiative, because they felt their actions would please me enough to reward them. Their reward would not be in the form of loaves and fish es mind you, but in the form of a few grains of their personal God s creation. Meth. In my world, everything is done in the name of creating meth. The games we play and the battles we fight amongst ourselves are all for one goal that everyone shares. Creating more meth.

Meth addiction is more than just a simple drug addiction. Meth addiction is a lifestyle. A lifestyle where people have, and work towards, personal goals. Just like anyone who is climbing the corporate ladder, there is a system each person must go through in order to be accepted into the meth world. Without that acceptance, there can be n o success. I n many cases, such as mine, the meth lifestyle is a chosen lifestyle. This is a fact I don t expect you, the reader, to fully understand at this moment. I only ask you to keep this in mind as you continue to read this story, because this knowledge may make some of the unusual events you will soon be learning about easier to comprehend.

It is well known that meth addicts commonly engage in conduct that, to those on the outside looking in, may seem to defy logic, or in some cases, sanity. To those who are on the inside however, irrational behavior is often considered to be perfectly normal. It is the normal that we find suspicious. As a meth addict and cook, I know there are many aspects of our world that can only be understood by experiencing it firsthand .

While at times it will not seem so, it is not my intention to glamorize my past crimes, or life as a meth cook in general. My goal with this book is to guide you through the realm and inner circles of the meth world. This book is meant to be an autobiographical account of my connection, throughout my life, to the drug world, my drug use history which led to my life inside the world of meth, and my rise to the top of that world, as a cook.

I will take you inside my meth labs. You will learn, more than you ever could have imagined, about what is going on inside those barns, garages, motel rooms, and meth houses. You will learn what a mobile meth lab really is and how dangerous the occasional late night traveling vehicle really can be. Look inside a world where we use and trade our women, not as bargaining chips, but as pawns in a twisted game of humiliation. A world where friends poison friends and pregnant women are given massive doses of meth to try to induce miscarriages.

When talking about the world of meth, fact really is stranger than fiction. As bad as the actual truth is, the public has still been presented with an image of meth that isn t entirely accurate. Would it surprise you to learn that meth labs rarely blow up, despite what law enforcement and the news media would have you believe? This is true and I will explain this, and more, as you read.

While my story is being told in the raw, simplistic way of an insider, I do not want to give the impression that I am downplaying the dangers of using and/or manufacturing meth. I no longer promote the use of meth and I will not defend meth use because, meth destroys. If, during your reading, it seems as if I am glorifying the meth lifestyle, keep in mind that I am only telling the story as I lived it, and at the time, I loved the life I was living.

One of the things I hope to be able to do is dispel some of the myths about meth. I believe ignorance can be as dangerous as any meth lab has ever been. If a person reacts the wrong way in a dangerous situation, they can put themselves, and others, in even more peril than necessary. Just as likely, reacting incorrectly in a non-dangerous situation can end up creating needless hazards.

This book is not a how to book. While there are a few books out there that will teach you how to become a meth cook, this is not intended to be one of them. This is not a history book, and it will not be tracing the history of meth since its invention in Japan, in the late 1800 s. It will not follow the path taken in order for meth to make its way to America. In fact, I will only refer to the history of meth as it is relevant to my story.

This book does not contain statistics or scientific data. There are studies out there that document and analyze, not only the effects of meth on individual users, but on entire communities as well. While all of that information is both important, and relevant, this book will not address those issues either.

Like it or not, virtually everyone in America is affected by meth in one way or another. It is because of meth that there are limits on the amount of cold medicine you are legally permitted to purchase and possess. That law, since its creation, has done little to slow meth production, especially when the law hasn t been enforced equally in all areas of the United States, and only serves to inconvenience those people needing the medicines for legitimate reasons.

As a meth cook, I preyed upon the misfortunes, wants, needs, and ignorance of people to help keep myself supplied with everything I needed to stay in business. Homes, guns, cash, and more were put at my disposal when I needed them. Some people wanted my money, while others wanted my drugs. Several people wanted my knowledge, and a few even wanted me dead.

Today, I am not proud of a lot of the things I have done, both while I was involved with meth, and before. By the end of this book, I hope to not only answer some of the questions most people didn t even know they had about meth, but to also be able to answer a question I seem to be asked a lot these days. Do I regret ever being involved with meth?