The Big Trap

How does a demure hard working young Southern Belle climbing the corporate ladder at the forefront of the computer revolution get trapped in the dark underworld of drugs, crime, and prostitution?  This is the true story of Tiffany Rose Baker's long journey from the hot west Texas plains and Sunday church picnics to the executive boardroom by day and the shimmering club scene by night in sunny south Florida.

Follow her as she boards the bus fleeing a physically and emotionally abusive life in pursuit of love, happiness, and success in a male dominated business world. Smile with her as years of dedication and hard work conquer the highest mountains and cry with her when misplaced trust and a line of cocaine leads to the depth of despair and self-destruction. The Big Trap is a tense and thought provoking examination of the dark secretive world of drugs and vice and the high price of substance abuse. Its also a handbook for those wanting to escape addiction or fighting to stay straight in a world fraught with temptation and harsh consequences when a prescription or a pill is a cure for most every malady of an individual or a society.

The Big Trap… Just One Last High, is the voice of one but the story of many who live day and night in the shadows of a pharmaceutical wasteland.      

In her own words,  “I was caught in the Big Trap when the omnipotent euphoric high that cocaine produces slowly and steadily eroded my sense of right and wrong. Not just right and wrong for me, but the right and wrong that I allowed others to take control and have power over my life, which was mostly all wrong. Trusting yourself or anyone else who is under the influence of mind altering substances is a mistake, doing it on an everyday basis often proves terminally fatal.

I wrote the Big Trap as an extension of my research into the how and why I became addicted and stayed high for most of twenty five years. It wasn't enough to just know, I wanted to fully understand with certainty because at the time I first got straight again I wasn't at all sure I would stay that way.  After a few years of digging through all that life ruble and so many of the people who were both part of my addiction and part of my recovery contributing to my understanding, it was a natural extension to see that what I had learned others could benefit from. My belief in God on my way down was there, but I was woefully deaf to hearing or understanding that He was always ready to help, if I only asked with sincerity and acted on what I was given to escape the doomed path I was following. We each have available to us a Higher Power, God, or Jesus, or whatever form you choose that is beyond your flesh and blood being as a force and power to be authentic and live a highly productive life. I did, and sixteen years of recovery later, I have more than all the things I fantasized having when I was high and wire...