I used to sit in the back of my uncle’s work van, returning home, trying hard not to breathe second hand marijuana smoke. I worked for him in a construction business and he’d often pass a joint around on the drive back from our work site, which I refused. (The joint, I mean, not the drive back.) One has to hold one’s breath when not wanting to inhale marijuana filled air. But one can only do this for so long, so one got sleepy while sitting on five-gallon paint buckets.
“You sure…” he’d say, and then cough uncontrollably, “you don’t…” more coughing, “want some? It’s really good stuff.” He’d look at me with real concern on his face, feeling sorry for me in that way only an uncle as high as a Democrat who’s writing spending plans can. “Cough hack cough sputter,” he’d add to emphasize how good his marijuana really was. That’s the closest I ever came to actually using marijuana, and I’m proud of my decision; unless you’re a supporter of legalizing marijuana, in which case it was a sad mistake.
So naturally, considering my extensive experience with not using illicit drugs, a news article about medicinal use of marijuana piqued my interest. According to Amanda Shropshire, a Tennessee young man uses marijuana to ease pain from a debilitating form of arthritis. My concern regarding the use of illicit drugs for real, needed and legal purposes prompted me to explore the issue via this article. I’m in no way using marijuana to gain more internet page views. Honestly I’m not. Really. Marijuana.
Before I get nasty comments, angry letters, or Molotov cocktails through my bedroom window, just let me say it’s my firm belief that marijuana is illegal only because the government can’t effectively gain revenue from its sale; unless you’re a Tennessee Bureau of Investigation agent, in which case I firmly believe it’s the cause of all things evil, including home shopping networks.
I have friends who can’t wait for marijuana to be legal. Their anticipation is palpable, for people who swear they don’t use it. “Alcohol is legal,” they say with the conviction of a TV evangelist, “Marijuana is much less dangerous than alcohol. Not that I’ve ever smoked it! Besides, I didn’t inhale!” These friends, who don’t inhale while they’re not using marijuana, feel so strongly about legalizing marijuana they are willing to talk about it for hours, even months, without stopping. I won’t be surprised when they purchase blocks of TV airtime to advertise that (1) marijuana should be legal and, (2) not that they’ve ever used it.
Marijuana will eventually be legal in all fifty states. It’s only a matter of time. Mary Jane cafes will dot the American landscape where patrons can enjoy the benefits of smoking joints freely in public, such as the benefit of stepping into traffic and giggling at oncoming vehicles.
One thing is certain, though. Feelings grow strong, both pro and con, regarding marijuana. This is why, with all sincerity and true disregard for my own safety, I don’t have an opinion. Obviously it’s good medicine for people suffering from chronic, painful conditions. So maybe it should be legalized. On the other hand, if you’re a government agent or holding a Molotov cocktail outside my house…ah, just never mind.
Personal experience (I never used marijuana! I simply inhaled!)
http://www.newschannel9.com/news/donovan-990760-says-people.html By Amanda Shropshire