Reads more like a series of essays more than one cohesive book. It really lacks a personal touch as it only really relates the opiod of addiction of two young women. One I recall is 14 when she starts using, the other at 21. I don't know for sure but they both sounded pretty white to me, but that may be incorrect. I think the book would of been much better had it told the stories of more people from different nationalities, ages, economic backgrounds, races, etc.
What the book does right is show us the systemic racism that is built into our laws and the ways in which they are enforced. The author makes a point, several times, to explain that they way we tried to fight the War on Drugs was to lock up as many drug users and dealers as possible. Since those individuals were mostly Black this policy was widely accepted. Spoiler alert: we lost the war on drugs. But now that 130 people are dying everyday from opiod use, the majority of them White, now our policy is treatment because these people aren't criminals they're just sick with a terrible disease.
Enjoyable book, I definitely learned some things, but again, VERY repetitious and choppy and largely devoid of people we can relate to and feel empathy for.