Thursday, September 5, 2013

The Wild Weedy West



I’m confused. I thought the one good thing about right-wing conservative Republicans being in office is the free market capitalism they will take a bullet to protect. I thought that all the de-regulation and social program cuts were in the name of every American’s right to sell his wares in the marketplace to the highest bidder. Big Bird dies for Big Industry’s sins, right?
This is what I’ve always been told. This is one of the pillars of our society. I am not exaggerating, this is as sure as death and property tax and the unnamed force that steals a sock out of the dryer. So, why did two of our County Commissioners vote against growing and selling marijuana in unincorporated Garfield County? It is now a legal substance in this state, and God knows, it has already proven to be a cash crop.
What if I decide I want to sell my wares in Satank, and what if ‘my wares’ just happens to be code for marijuana cupcakes? —Sorry, force of habit for those of us who went through our formative years when it was still an illegal substance. And yes, I have been watching a lot of the show 2 Broke Girls lately…
Personally I don’t partake, but I’m in the minority. If you’re reading this in Carbondale look to your left and then look to your right, one of them and you probably use marijuana. Like I said, I’m no longer in the know, but back in college? Whoo doggie! Of course, that was years ago when a quarter only cost $25. Yes, it’s true, ounces of weed once sold for $100. Oh, how long I’ve waited to be able to shock youngsters with tales of the past… Back in the good old days when you could smoke a joint, find your shoes, and go to the grocery store for munchies. Nowadays you practically need a GPS system just to find your own kitchen, and forget about the shoes. “Chicks cannot hold their smoke, that’s what it is.” –Brian Johnson
Isn’t it weird that a plant that can solve so many of our ailments has been illegal for 75 years? Glaucoma, depression, obesity, diabetes, fibromyalgia, nausea, muscle cramps and/or spasms, arthritis, the list could probably go on and on like a pothead at a party. It clearly is the Gateway Drug if we’re talking about a gateway to mental and physical health. So let’s grow it and sell it and in the name of your favorite Republican, tax it!
What are we waiting for? All the studies point to less violent crime, fewer car accident deaths* and mercy for terminally ill patients, with a downside of what, exactly? Renaming the ATF and bad poetry? I think it’s a risk we can afford to take. It seems a lot safer than the gamble we are taking with our clean air and ground water so that the gas companies can frack away. Our Commissioners gave away the farm and the County Road to get there when Big Oil & Gas came knocking. What’s the difference? They both come out of the ground and they’re both in demand. Commissioner Martin, perhaps you can resolve my confusion, what exactly is required to enter the ‘free market’?
At the end of the day it is just a weed, made by Nature to grow wild with sunlight and a little water (well, for the time being anyway. I suspect it won’t be long until Monsanto produces a GMOnster strain…) And the baby boomers prefer it to their parents’ prescription pills, so get ready for sales to go through the roof as they enter the ailment years— there’s a good idea for a sitcom; a show about aging hippies who live together in unincorporated Garfield County and start up their own marijuana cupcake business all the while trying to stay one step ahead of the law. Kind of a Golden Girls meets That 70s Show meets the Dukes of Hazzard. And in the pilot episode they’ll kidnap those pesky old Commissioners and take them to a motel room in Utah where they will hotbox the s#*! out of it.

*http://www.healthsurf.com/?p=194

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