Circus of Civilization: Science Fiction

Aphrodisiacs and psychotropics were illegal and possession of them was punishable by death on Ratfree, so naturally we'd pumped the tent full of them. The crowd queued up, big-eyed, holding their tickets to the spectacle. We'd insist that each and every person or individual hand over their ticket personally, from the oldest grandma to the smallest toddler. Each ticket was coated in a quick allergy-test that would fluoresce around their fingerprint if they might have a bad reaction to any of the drugs we used or the quick strobing sense-field. Those with heart problems or anything like an allergy would be shuffled off into the smaller tent with the promise of an exclusive performance that they'd been promoted to. They'd go--make it sound like they were getting something--

Inspiration: "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva
Story Potential: High
Notes: Hmm. But what if one sneaks inside anyway and has an eccentric reaction that isn't life-threatening but makes them more valuable to the world outside this backwater? Setting notes: more advanced civ is bound by treaty not to invade or taint the deliberately simpler worlds, but is allowed to put on demonstrations, so they run a circus every decade or so to tempt, educate, and lure away the citizens? Int'resting.