Legalized Pot Hurts Kids
When I was a kid, buying an 1/8th of pot involved a clandestine operation to Washington Square Park in which I was convinced that Hector my flamboyant gay drug dealer was an undercover cop that was out to arrest me.
It’s one of the simple truths about being a kid, pot is illegal and buying it could land you in jail.
And then I moved to Los Angeles and discovered that all you need is a roll of quarters and a ride to the local medical marijuana store. That’s because people in California who have medical conditions
such as glaucoma, cancer, and the deadly not-stoned-enough virus can score their fat buds from special Anytime Vending Machines “AVM.” To use the avm, all you need is a prescription which the on-call doctor is more than willing to write.
And while I’m sure stoners across California are toking up with ease, I have to admit that I’m saddened by the prevalent accessibility of it. Only because as a former preppy, Connecticut boarding school kid, I believe that each buy taught me to act cautiously, manage my paranoia, and to never-ever follow a strung out gay Dominican drug dealer into a back alley.
It’s just a shame that California is denying future generations the same experience.
The world is a damn beautiful place when you smile at strangers.
A long time not-stoned-enough virus sufferer, ive had my share of all those “learning” experiences. Anything that will save me the trouble has my support.