Bogarting Michigan’s Future

This week I was perusing the crime section of my local shoppers gazette and ran into a story about a pair of kids who were caught having sex in a car in an elementary school parking lot.  Apparently, the officer lectured them about having sex in public and then asked if he could search the car. The kid stupidly agreed and the officer found a marijuana pipe.  (Big surprise there.)

According to the local shopper gazette, the kid protested that marijuana should be legalized, but the officer hauled him off, and returned the girl to her parents, where presumably she can smoke her weed in peace.

First, I hope that kid goes into politics someday.  At least he was willing to state an obvious truth.  And second,  I would love some proof that this insane criminalization of marijuana is going to end before I die. Why is it insane?  Well, my friends, take a ride on the 8 Mile Line and gaze at the new billboard that offers a six week education at the MedGrow Cannabis College “Find a new career in six weeks!” (ironically enough, in front of that billboard is another one promoting the cable series “Weeds”) or better yet, apply  to the state to become a “caregiver” and get the right to grow plants for your patients.

Yes, the medical marijuana industry is one of the only bright lights in Michigan’s firmament—we have doctors writing scrips, growers tending plants, consultants selling grow lights, ‘dispensaries’ selling weed, over 1,000 users in a compassion club in Genesee County (friend them on Facebook!)—and in the light of this, we still have cops arresting kids for pot paraphernalia.  It’s no wonder that so many kids smoke grass.

If you could hear their smoke talk, it would say: the adults in charge of this run-down country club must be in the blank stage of their lives.  They can’t give us any jobs; they force us into colleges and shackle us with debt; they tell us over and over again not to “do drugs,” and then they legalize it for the health care profession … yeah… someone took the doobie from their doobie ashtray … that’s for sure.

p.s. Who says tradeshows/expos are on the way out? Save the date for Halloween weekend.