Sasha Shulgin died yesterday, peacefully, at home, at the age of 88. He was a chemist, a musician, a writer, a thinker, and an incorrigible punster. He was brilliant, funny, and brave.
Here’s what I had to say about Sasha and Ann a couple of years ago.
The question of how to make use of the hallucinogens – to get their indisputable benefits, and not just in “medical” use, while limiting their equally indisputable risks – is one on which the serious debate has yet to start. If and when it gets appropriately resolved – and I am far more hopeful about that than I was twenty years ago, though still not in the short run – Â “Shulgin” will be a name that the history books treat the way they treat “Pasteur.”
Update Two excellent published obits (to go along with a huge outpouring of blogged and tweeted material): one from the New York Times, one by Jon Hanna on theÂ ErowidÂ site. Â The positive tone of the Times piece provides strong evidence of the change in attitudes toward the hallucinogens, at least a the elite level.