Dealer’s Discuss…

A chat with a few of the people doing the biz, day in and day out, they haggle and hassle (and we cough up and complain)…But by and large, dealer’s are just like us, most are just trying to keep their own habits going without resorting to ‘other methods’. Can’t blame them. Dealer’s don’t sit out the front of schools tempting kiddies, they rarely want to sell to a newbie. In today’s world of prohibition and drug habits, dealing to keep your own head above water, is a way of managing day to day. It is the result of drug laws that leave all our drugs to the influences of the black-market. Some dealer’s are a nightmare, some violent, some a complete rip-off. BP says; if you are going to deal drugs -have compassion, take pride, do your best to give a clean product and treat your customers with respect. It shouldn’t have to get down and dirty. See our ‘Dealers Certificate’ and sign up to it. Let’s make the best of it and treat each other well; we are all struggling out there.

Martin (does heroin & crack):

“I wouldn’t call myself a dealer personally, and this very important to me; whether it’s the profiteering aspect or the pushy aspect, to me it makes a difference. I feel I am providing a service – most of my clients are middle class,  I see them twice a day, the same faces; My employers you could call business men or drug dealers, but again, its supply and demand. We don’t push drugs onto other people, we don’t go looking for new converts.

I guess I do it out of choice – it suits my lifestyle,  I’m paid a salary – I see the guy at the end of the day and get paid up. It doesn’t work on a commission basis like some setups. I use drugs myself so naturally it keeps my habit looked after. I look at it as a proper job, one has to be professional, it entails a hell of a lot from you and the law aspect is also on your mind. Yet sometimes one reaps the benefits and hits the highs, and meets some amazing people along the way. The myth of the user / dealer’s relationship is complex – discovering all the layers within each customer as you get to see them day after day in all manner of situations…It can be tough job.”


NOTE: Sadly, Martin died of an overdose a couple of years after this piece, he was a real character and as literally in the biz to support his own habit, give him something to do everyday, and, I guess to be a bit of a somebody, instead of society’s version of a nobody, queueing at the jobcentre armed only with a long but old criminal record….He was getting by, you know? Anyway, RIP friend. BPx


Anon: (does brown (heroin) and crack):

“First three rules of dealing drugs; 1) Don’t get high on your own supply; 2) No credit through compassion (it only exacerbates the situation); 3) Thirdly, and most importantly, don’t get involved in your customers lives, both mentally or physically. Stick to these rules and you’ll become a successful dealer. However, things are never that simple and all these rules except the first one, I have not obeyed. By getting personally involved with my customers I could see the heartbreak I was causing, and my conscience was more important to me than the money and i wanted out. This disturbed me even more than the thought of getting caught. I have recently given it all up and feel strongly that i would like to do something to help my customers, many of whom have now become my friends. Once you have gotten  used to the money, dealing can become as addictive as the drugs themselves. The dealer himself gets entrapped the same way as an addict does. For most dealers, when the money is easy come easy go, the process becomes never ending.  There can be a big difference between  dealers who use and dealers who don’t. Straight  dealers can be ruthless as they don’t always want to understand what being sick or hanging out can be like. While I never used myself, I couldn’t bear seeing people sick and lost a lot of money through giving out credit. Many dealers don’t give up in time before ending up skint or in jail.  Today, I’m happier being skint  and able to have the peace of mind that I’m helping my friends instead of harming them.”



 Brian (a ‘Middle Man’ doing E’s, coke and Ketamine).

“I’ve been through a few different stages of dealing – firstly it was just the pills, selling them onto friends at clubs and parties. These were acquired every Thursday afternoon, and I started off buying 100 at a time – this was in 1989 when they were a tenner each on a hundred – that’s £1000 just  to get started. I would then sell them on for 15. This all  really began because of my increased use of them and from not really knowing, who or what I was buying off of in clubs etc. I was now able to get quality E’s from a reliable source, guaranteed. It had to be the better option.In the ideal world this would have been £500 profit, but as you can imagine, with them being quality pills – and the easy access with them being in my pocket,  sometimes the  £500 profit wasn’t reached.

However, friends and close associates were all pleased that their money wasn’t wasted on dodgy pills.  Later after a spell inside – (one of the  main pitfalls of dealing), with a heroin habit I’d picked up in prison, (this ‘inside introduction’ to the brown  was to last for 8 years (and counting – so much for rehabilitation!).

I ventured into the charlie big potato world of cocaine – of punters having champagne tastes with only brown ale money. I managed to find a good source, very close by, a great help but it soon become a serious hindrance as well. Being a middle man means having to please two sets of people while trying to make something out of it for yourself. Trying to please everybody’s requirements, including my own, constantly organising time, money and measures to suit all concerned. Being in the middle means your the one who gets the flack – if people are late, or the money is short, the gear different; I’d hear all the complaints. These were usually weekend users who didn’t realise how easy they had it turning up to mine for 5 minutes while i put my head on the line getting and sorting out the goods.  People would expect you to drop everything to suit them, deliver across town, front the money etc. Having a growing habit ensured I wasn’t able to be too choosy at times, putting my neck further and further on the line. My source has now fallen foul of incarceration so business has all but ceased. All the phone calls have stopped and all those ‘friends’ who said “we’re not just coming here for that”-  in fact were (A hard lesson to learn), and now that my services are no longer required – I found out pretty quickly who my real friends were. I only do small bits of business here and there now, just enough to pay for my own drugs.

From Black Poppy Magazine Issue 5

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  1. C

     /  June 25, 2016

    Is there anything that you think would help a loved one get out of this game? Got little kids and can’t take this anymore.


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