Wednesday, June 27, 2007

that is what i'm talking about!



i think that pot, in general, is totally fine.
i used to be a HUGE fan, but i enjoy it less and less as i get older. 
i still think back wistfully about my doobage days, and, from what i can remember of them, they were largely positive. lots of fun times.

but there's something about people who are Pot People that just gives pot a bad name. like, if you like to do bonghits and watch family guy and listen to sabbath, that's fine. but there's another level, where you are in your own little doobie-world, and your constant high acts as a weird wall between you and reality.

to extremes, you become the people that vice pointed out. brr. but to a lesser degree, you still end up retarded, and by retarded i mean slowed. it's like the rest of the world is operating at normal speed and you're just a few seconds behind, all the time. always a lag.

mom's boyfriend, 'jer-bear'/leg man, is never NOT high. ever. what the fuck? so, combine 40 years of perpetual stoney baloney-ness with hearing problems, add in a dash of really weirdness that can't be accounted for by the other two, and you have a very, very strange man. who LOVES pot. loves it. and he uses pot like other people use antidepressants or something. because reality, and being in his brain, is just too much without something there to help.

it's true, pot itself isn't addictive, but there seems to be something about the way it makes people feel, or that comforting level of buffer that it allows smokers, that really does seem like an addiction. try hanging out with a perma-stoner who is almost out of weed, and experience the constantly escalating level of intensity over procuring more, and you'll see. it doesn't feel much different from any kind of drug addict freaking out for their drug of choice. same as smokers, same as people who are hooked on coffee, and, though my personal experience with people trying to buy harder drugs is limited (because i am a goody-goody who swallowed the whole d.a.r.e. thing), i imagine there is a similar level of craziness and laser-focus.

so maybe it's not pot's fault, but whatever part of the brain that pot soothes sure does seem to really, really, really want more.

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