Almost anything can be addictive. Our culture determines our poisons.
I never developed a taste for alcohol or tobacco or pot. The last two on the list are, at best, sense memories from my twenties and early thirties when everyone else seemed to be inhaling something. It's similar to the way I can think of Lubbock and the smells of horses, instrument oil, and alkali dust are the first things to come back. Maybe it's a spectrum thing, but I didn't and beyond an academic/clinical POV, still don't quite get the appeal of inebriation.
FWIW, my work took me to adolescent dual diagnosis units. (It's a subset of medical model psychiatric treatment where someone with a diagnosis that falls under the aegis of mental health care also has a demonstrated substance abuse problem.) It felt as strange to me going in as any fieldwork I'd done as an undergraduate in areas where there were no shared cultural markers.
Should alcohol be restricted the way pot is restricted? The depth and breadth of hit points in damage and death, the abbreviated potential, are good arguments for rethinking how we look at our approach to recreational substances. Maybe we should look at where the money comes from and goes where each is concerned. Whiskey, bourbon, and scotch are marketed as the tipple of choice for middle to upper-middle-class white men. The image is that it's made by gentlemen farmer types in almost Disneyfied versions of rural Tennessee and Kentucky. It's genteel and clubby.
Pot and tobacco have rougher roots. Even though Big Ag lobbyists have backed tobacco for a long time, it's always been about the suits. By the 90s, most of the mid-to-small farmers were doing somewhat better than their hard-scrabble forebears, but not nearly at the same rate as the companies who bought their crops. This is anecdotal but it speaks pretty clearly about the state of the industry. I had no idea there was such a thing as Fall break at universities until I went to school in Bowling Green, KY. It was explained that this was a way to accommodate students who had to help with completing the firing stage and prepping the leaves for auction. Success at auctions determined if some of my classmates would be able to come back for the Spring semester. It was interesting to see the barely veiled classism that divided the "tobacco kids" from the ones who grew up on farms where the main crops were soybeans. (Interesting side note: I went to school with a few "Cotton kids" in Memphis. Leaving school to go help with the crops was never a consideration for them.)
Pot? I know it's associated with suburban stoner kids (also usually white and mostly middle class and up) but it was originally seen as a drug of choice for African Americans, especially creative professionals and the people who copied them. I'm mostly talking about musicians who made ::whispers:: that kind of music. Can you hear some Murfreesboro matron talking about her child sneaking into the house with a Jazz album they obviously heard about from one of those communist long-hairs over at Middle Tennessee Normal College? Why, those people... You think the historic baggage that comes from being associated with an oppressed people didn't have an impact on the way MJ proponents have had to tiptoe over the legal landscape of American mercantilism?