REMEMBER WHEN...

In my travels I happened across this picture from long, long, long, long, long ago when Keith Richards meant something more than Johnny Depp’s dad and $450 for a concert ticket. Those were the days, my friends, when a generation of junkies had a reliable role model, and could circulate titillating rumors of mysterious Swiss clinics, and one was dicked around at airports by the war on narco-terrorism rather than on Islamo-fascism. Meanwhile, just yesterday…