Jacqui Lambie is a pretty colourful character who has copped a lot of derision. This is understandable as she's clearly not the sharpest pencil in the box and can at times be quite alarmingly aggro. Then there's that voice of hers!
But you'd have to be a very cold person not to feel pity for her in her current predicament. The poor woman's son is a meth addict, and she's at a complete loss about how to solve the problem.
I don't know that opening up to the meeja about it in the way that she has was a wise decision. I'd imagine that most pollies in similar situations would do all they could to keep the details out of the public eye. Still, she's just trying to do the right thing. And given how destructive the drug is, I doubt her recent pronouncements could make things any worse than they are already.
The way she talks about ice's effect on her son is very sad and disturbing. She says the young man she knew is gone; that she may as well be talking to a drug.
The way that meth seems to completely possess the addict is truly frightening. I have seen this at close quarters. Several years back I lived in a small bock of units in Leichhardt in Sydney's inner west for a few months. A young couple living there were clearly addicted to ice. They were like manic zombies. They would walk past my window at all times of the day and night, muttering crazily.
Through that same window I once overheard the mother of the female addict talking to the landlord. It was a heartbreaking tale. She said her daughter was a sweet, stable girl who did well at school, had heaps of friends. Now it was like she was a completely different person, lost to her for good.
Not sure what happened to this young woman. But I hope she got some help eventually and has managed to find her way back to normality. Still, given the sheer ferocity of the drug, I doubt that this was the case.