Well when all is said and done, I for one would rather get high on people instead of drugs or alcohol
One puff is all it took.A mere drag off a roach but I did bogart. I was literally and eternally transformed into Prince Charming. However I was so loopy I kissed the first thing that appeared. It was a streetlamp post.I also was so horny I was nearly arrested for humping said streetlamp.So,I decided to go into a nearby alley and make friends with any furry object I saw.Alley cats seemed interested but upon hearing a croaking noise I decided against any alley cat. I went towards the noise and there she was.A big wise Toad with a belly obviously full of beer and belching out orders of some sort. The Toad was demanding coin.Money to pay for more beers.My high was starting to dissipate and I was thristy.So,I decided against any more Pot and gladly walked hand in hand into the back alley entrance of a Saloon with wood flooring and walls and even peanut shells on the floor. Like I said ... One puff was all it took. So I decided to get good and drunk in order to forget that Pot High.
You should buddy up with Bill Ayers. You two would get along well. Maybe he'd even introduce you to his pal Barack.
I don't know 'bout you, but when I'm high on mary jay, it's WAY easier to have a good time with people!
Like OldTimer said, drugs can have very different effects on different people. I wonder if there's something buried deep within their subconscious which causes these differences.
For me, it doesn't cause hallucinations, but it does cause certain images and (with the stuff I was doing a long time ago) sounds to irrationally pop into my mind. Not quite the same thing I suppose.
I'd like to see you after you smoked a good..5-10 hits of white widow or haze. After the intense choking, you'd be the funniest thing to ever set food on this precious Earth, lol
Yeah, and I misread it at first, thinking you ask "what do you do in NYC now?" and editted my reponse to correct my mistake, apparently while you were responding to it. Go back and reread it.
I would describe marijuana as having all your sensors turned on at once, though I'm sure it is different per individual. The 1st couple of times didn't feel it. The next few times ended up in an empty bathtub just begging it to stop. After getting use to it, became a staple of my youth. Could laugh like never before, zone in on tasks like never before. An enhancer of the mental capacities for sure. Then came being sick of looking for it, and as you get known more and more in that world, the ability to sell it. The opportunity to be everyone's friend, plenty to smoke for free. Guys want to know you. Chicks in the party scene want to screw, just because you are "somebody". The excitement from running from cops. The thrill of enterprise. Being a king socially. Basically, age 20-25. Then comes 25-30. People move on. Those who casually used or not at all, are all growing up, maturing. Investing in legal enterprise, careers or families, whatever might be their priorities. The boost it gave socially now becomes a road block. Age changes the brain. Now want more, and realize don't have it. Now the sensors turned on by it almost instigate instantaneous panic. Worries. Paranoia. The days of selling are long gone. Was lucky to get out of it without doing time. But now have to pay for it. Jonesing when don't have. Tripping out when do have. Working to pay for something driving me crazy, trying to regain glories long gone. Living in the past. Now I'm in my early 30's and have zero desire to be part of that world again. I still drink, but have no desire to smoke whatsoever. I miss the subculture, but that comes with youth, and was gone long before I quit. Now I have to start financially from my early 30's like a sober person does at 20. That is the bad. Too much of anything is never good for you, and I have burned that bridge to the ground. The crazy thing is this. If I could do it all over, I wouldn't change a thing.
I was smoking blunts walking the streets in NYC just a few years ago. I was rolling blunts on the LIRR. I didnt pass any cops, but no one else walking the street seemed to mind. One night when I was living in Long Island, I had cops come to my door while I was in a heavy smoke session. They asked to come in, I hesitated, and they straight up told me they already smelled it and didnt care, and its not what they were there for. Your gonna get in trouble if you walk up to a cop and blow it in there face, but you can't get arrested for it (as long as its a joint or blunt, and your not driving), and for the most part cops in New York (especially upstate) aren't gonna go out of their way to bother people for possesssion or use (as long as its not around a school or little kids). Having a pipe is a criminal offense, but having pot is only a civil citation at worst. Usually they'll just take it and let you go. And if you do get a ticket, chances are it will get dropped or reduced. I've been caught with weed 4 times, and once with a bowl. I got arrested for the bowl, but never got a possession conviction for the weed.
ROFL What makes you think you have the market cornered on wisdom and experience? You present that way. It's amusing. Well, I suppose it would for some. Tobacco is something I would not enjoy.
I know several Cancer patients in CA (with scripts) that would strongly disagree with that. To them it has been a God-send for relief. Look, I'm not one for skirting the law but these drug laws are causing needless pain and death and violence. Marijuana itself does not cause one to go out and commit crimes. It's time to stop this illegal nonsense, all we are doing is supporting the Mexican cartel. Let folks grow it themselves and be done with it.
When used within the limits of the law such as in those cancer patients you are talking about I see no harm. however no arguments can hold water. If you were to legalize weed then you might as well legalize all of the other drugs that do the same thing including all of the pain killers to. Is that the kind of society that you wish to live in.