The law in Colorado has given license for marijuana to be
sold legally. As someone who has tried
to smoke marijuana for recreation, I unquestionably know I am not the same
human normal when under the influence. As I look at it from a much uniformed
perspective, I think it is a hysterical travesty of the government to entertain
the potential for unexpected casualties.
We were around 13 and I was fitting in with my peers at High
School. The scholarship to transfer to a
more prestigious school was not an enticement.
Luckily, my family, would have been too distressed financially to afford
all the vestiges of the Convent life. So
the friendship bonds were more influential and engaging. We
agreed to tell our parents that we were going to a social occasion in a
socially comfortable area. But, what we
really did, was go to the adult friend’s home, where weed was the cocktails, the
entre and dessert.
After the first couple hits, as a novice, it’s the first
time, and I have not acquired the necessary finesse to inhale with small
breadths, so my pulls were with great relish and intensity, I was delirious. There was a Curtis Mayfield song playing, I'm Your Pusherman and
whatever organic property there was, it was extremely potent. I was only hearing the Bassline beat for the whole song. And the thumping grew louder, and I was not
feeling anything else.
Thanks for the friendships of caring, I was the first person
that had to be taken home. I must have
been so badly out of shape that my more accustomed user friends, were pissed
that they would have to explain this to my family, or that I ruined their party
time. They got me to my home. I think I was shoved out of the car hastily
and reprimanded to walk straight up the steps and go to bed.
My younger brother saw my distress state and since he was one of
them *wink, wink* with a smirk of insider intelligence, he escorted me to my
room. I knew then and there, I did not
have a tolerance for further out of body getting high experiences.
When my son hit his adolescence “alien invasion” getting
high moments, it was chaotic, sometimes neurotic, psychotic and an emotional rollercoaster
of long term issues into manhood. I have
actually taken pictures of the “high” moments.
One is of him slumped at the bedside, the cap covering his face, mouth
open and drooling and looking totally
dotish. The other is a picture of him sitting on the
roof of the house smoking to avoid being seen.
The next phase of my marijuana intake is as an adult with
more adult sense and responsibility. It’s
a party and folks get high. They happen
to be the functional partiers. I quickly
knew that unlike my girl days, none of these people would be looking out for me
if I go into a dope induced stupor. So I
was coherent enough to know my choice of substance, was still a mild rum and
coke drink. I later graduated to apple
martinis.
Perhaps, I am one of the lucky ones. I over analyze even if and while under the
influence. I had a couple martinis too
many at a party and I got my dance on with such dexterity, that I was working
the chairs to Alicia Keys…If I ain’t got you.
I got such rave reviews from my pole dancing, I
was asked by a partier, to dance for her father’s 70th birthday. I knew then that my professional calling was
in question.
With marijuana, I experienced euphoric pleasure. My appetite for ravenous and insatiable
pleasure became toxic. To be in the zone,
I
had to feed the high.
Should Marijuana be legalized? This is the trending topic on media. In a Huffington Post article, This
is Why Marijuana should be legalized, it states that over 58% of Americans
are now in favor of legalized marijuana use.
The article presents all of the strongest arguments why this is a drug
that is not harmful. The words drug and
not harmful are themselves in contradiction.
I am in no position
to defend or provide legal, social or moral judgment. I have not been a cancer patient and need the
soothing relief to quell my pains. I
have not been a schizophrenic that need to still the voices. I have not been the case or circumstance,
that requires some of the medicinal properties marijuana is said to possess.
From my non expert position, the effect that marijuana has
on me is not the same as a cigarette or an aspirin.
Maybe the political side of legalizing marijuana is to
encourage more levies of taxes. Instead of the drug being sold on the streets,
it is a legal product with revenue generating streams for the patrolling bodies.
Just like pharmaceutical companies have
become the cornerstone for the chemicals that are traded around the world with
billions of dollars in profit, maybe the marijuana industry has the potential
of creating a global pharmaceutical market for the 1%.
It is ironic that with the new laws in Colorado the demand
has spiked the price for cannabis. The user
populations that have flocked to the area to purchase legal weed are paying
premium dollar for their sought after drug commodity. In the
article High
Demand: Price Of Legal Marijuana Soars In Colorado
Rachel Gillette, executive director of the Colorado chapter
of NORML, a national nonprofit seeking to make marijuana use legal nationwide
said she found retailers selling top-shelf marijuana to recreational users at
prices close to $400 per ounce, not including taxes.
But again, my mind analyzes.
With marijuana becoming a legal substance, I envision the normalcy of
being high as another health psychosis of the next millennium.
“Would you pass me that Blunt, it’s my marijuana” and now I
am legally about to get high.
