In his 2014 book, Mayor for Life: The Incredible Story of Marion Barry Jr., Barry detailed his fall into cocaine and what the drugs cost him, plus the legacy he wishes he had.
(Editor’s Note: This article was first published in June of 2014 when Marion Barry released his biography. The 4-term former DC mayor has died at age 78 of an undisclosed illness.)
It’s the 1980s and cocaine is being sucked up the nostrils of some of the world’s elite. Mayor Marion Barry is at an exclusive party in the nation’s capital on 11th Street Northwest.
A woman has been hitting the bathroom all night, so he figures she is bumping coke. He has been to parties before and seen this scene unfold, these types of trips to the bathroom, the insistent sniffing afterward. He knows that if cocaine is here, he shouldn’t be. But two things are working well this night: The woman is dope and he has been drinking.
She hits the bathroom and toots up, then walks out and turns to him. “That’s some good s–t. You want some?” she asks him. “This makes my p–sy hot.”
That is how D.C. lost its second black mayor.
The pretty, unnamed woman with the addiction would pass Marion Barry a business card with coke at the tip. Caught inside a Hennessy-and-cola-induced pretty-woman-sex-driven-I-run-this-city haze, he took a hit.