If, say, I was standing in line for coffee at Dunkin’ Donuts and a masked bandit were to sneak up behind me and inject me with heroin, I do not doubt that such a forcible and unsolicited attack would psychologically damage me. I would feel . . . violated.
I don’t know anyone who would enjoy being stuck with a needle while innocently standing in line at Dunkin’ Donuts — and if they did, they must be some kind of sick pervert!
But once having been injected with the heroin against my will, I suppose it would be possible to relax and enjoy its pain-killing and euphoric effects. (more…)