I blame the spoiled brat millenials. Seriously. With that generation, every time they were prescribed Vicodin for chronic pain for awhile, they were too soft, delicate and pussified to handle something as brief and merciful as a one-week-long Vicodin withdrawal once they were medically cut off. So instead of grinning and bearing the discomfort of a mild Vicodin withdrawal, these pussy-punks instead decided to illegally work themselves UP the opium ladder - Percodan, Oxycontin, junk. Because they were raised with the demented value that it's possible to go through life without ever suffering or dealing with any extended discomfort of any kind.
Yes, it's these heroin pin-cushion, overspoiled, overfed, overpampered, overprivileged, overindulged millenial GARBAGE GENERATION that ruined Vicodin pills for the rest of us who DIDN'T become addicted to junk after taking Vicodin for any long-term chronic pain. Because these "safe-space" millenials can't imagine a fairly mild, one-week-long Vicodin withdrawal; so they idiotically started taking harder and harder and more addictive opiates to avoid a mild Vicodin jones. One of the most fucking OFFENSIVE things I find about today's young people is not their arrogant, pussified weakness, but the fact they GLORIFY their arrogant,. pussified weakness as a good thing! See, unlike today's sorry, eunuch excuses for young males, back in 1973 this gen-Xer was born with two ellipses between my legs I believe are called TESTICLES. What a damaged, worthless demographic today's young people are. If you sneaked up behind them and said BOO! they would probably jump and squeal in a falsetto like the mincing, limp-wristed, Tinkerbell-the-fairy little girls they are - a generation of males who don't even know how to change a flat tire on their car.