I have a marijuana plant growing nicely in my office. I purchased it from the marijuana dispensary across the street from my senior community. I’ve never bothered with marijuana before. Tried it once in college and decided back then that a cold beer was a better deal. But time and glaucoma have finally taken its toll.
I got the idea of trying medical marijuana from a neighbor who gave me the name of an doctor that would issue the proper legalizing paperwork.
My neighbor is a sparkling petite woman of 80, full of energy and enthusiasm for life. “I used to take seven prescription drugs every day, but gave them all up for my grass cookie,” she chirped enthusiastically when I inquired about her obvious well-being. “I was always tired and listless, even taking drugs to counteract the side-effects of other drugs. Now I feel wonderful.” I doubted her doctor would approve, but her vivaciousness confirmed something positive was on her side of life.
Despite its 5,000-year tenure as a human opiate and palliative, marijuana’s legal status in America remains murky. Pot for medical purposes is legal in California and, after last week’s election, 18 other states and the District of Columbia. As of this recent election cycle, two states — Washington and Colorado — have legalized pot for recreational use, the first in the country. But in a seemingly bizarre conflict, marijuana is illegal at the federal level. In 1937, the Marijuana Tax Act was passed via the insistence of three wealthy businessmen — Randolph Hearst, Andrew Mellon and the DuPont family, each with vested economic interests in which marijuana and hemp could prove to be an inconvenient competitive intrusion. Damn the palliative benefits to the people. Hearst in particular promoted its “evil” effects constantly in his newspapers.
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