[T]he American people were aware that this situation was not simply a public policy crisis, but a profound moral crisis. There was a sense that the substance of American society was at stake. The drug crisis raises questions not only about our productivity and efficiency, but about our national character and our fitness to lead the world. Had our ancestors fought valiantly for liberty only to see it squandered in crack houses and back alleys1 Was blood spilled at Gettysburg and in the Argonne and at Normandy to make the world safe for bongs and cocaine parties and marijuana smoke-ins? Were our great cities becoming the world portrayed in Lord of the Flies? Were we descending into barbarism and into a world governed only by appetite and instinct?