The New Yorker’s Brain Gain: The underground world of “neuroenhancing” drugs

A young man I’ll call Alex recently graduated from Harvard. As a history major, Alex wrote about a dozen papers a semester. He also ran a student organization, for which he often worked more than forty hours a week; when he wasn’t on the job, he had classes. Weeknights were devoted to all the schoolwork that he couldn’t finish during the day, and weekend nights were spent drinking with friends and going to dance parties. “Trite as it sounds,” he told me, it seemed important to “maybe appreciate my own youth.” Since, in essence, this life was impossible, Alex began taking Adderall to make it possible.

Seriously? As an “efficiency-obsessed” Harvard student, I absolutely understand the appeal of such mental steroids. Imagine, all the wonderful/crazy/exciting/amazing things I could do if my brain could focus a little bit better, for longer periods of time, if I didn’t need sleep, if I never wearied from writing that damn response paper.

However, if you need a drug to help you keep on top of things, I feel like that’s a sign that something is amiss in your life, that you haven’t examined your priorities, that you really don’t know what you want out of life.

It’s incredibly easy as a Harvard student to just want EVERYTHING. But, that’s just a sign of not actually wanting anything.

Your thoughts?

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