Hi Sebe: yes too much of anything ain't good for you. I like the Steve Miller soundtrack you provided but it obscures some of the beginnings of the blog in a black line.
I do know that my Aunt Cladis who died of liver cancer in the 80's at age 79 smoked two joints a day. One before chemo and one after. She had some inbetween treatment tokes also. She went from a low of 97 pounds before dying 2 years after her diagnosis weighing a portly 124 pounds. The cannabis stopped her nausea and increased her appetite, not to mention mellowing out her psyche. She was a riot when stoned. No depression about her terminal illness and much smiling and laughter. I rolled her first joint for her and she caught on right away and took to rolling them up herself.
My cannabis use peaked in the 70's and virtually shut down after my two boys were born.
However, I can tell you that what I may have inhaled during the 60's and 70's don't hold a candle compared to the weed that's out there now. I have been "told" :) that taking one hit can send you to never never land. It is potent stuff!!! And costs a hell of a lot more then it did in my day.
You ever took a toke or two? And don't say yes, but you didn't inhale. :)!
"I like the Steve Miller soundtrack you provided but it obscures some of the beginnings of the blog in a black line."
I'm not sure why this is happening - I don't see it on my PC. Other than the first paragraph (a few short sentences) and the last two sentences, everything else can be read at the USATODAY.com link I provided, so you should be able to see the whole article there.
"You ever took a toke or two? And don't say yes, but you didn't inhale. :)!"
Okay - then I'll say "no," and I didn't inhale. :}
...but seriously....I'll pass along an experience which conveys truth and doesn't provoke thoughts of the 5th Amendment:
It was about 10 p.m. local time on 4 January 1972. I was a brand-new E3 just out of advanced individual training, and I was reporting in to the barracks of my first permanent military station: an Army Air Defense unit on a U.S. Air Force Base in the Eifel mountain region of western Germany. It was a Tuesday, and I had just spent all day riding an Air Force "Blue Goose" bus which originated at Gutleut Kaserne in Frankfurt. I was greeted by the battery Charge of Quarters (a.k.a. "CQ"), who at some point in the sign-in process asked me:
"Are you a doper or an alky?"
As I had lived a mostly sheltered life in my far South Side of Chicago cocoon, my reply was a quizzical look and words to the effect: "What does THAT mean?" To which he replied: "It's for room assignment." I was still confused, so the CQ said he'd assign me with the dopers. (I later found out that one significant difference between the two groups was that the alky's tended to get violent and destructive when drunk, while the dopers were all about "peace and love.") But in any event my first night's experiences with the dopers prompted me to seek room reassignment with the alky's the following day. Because......
I found out that when you room with dopers, you don't have to actually smoke or "inhale." If you are breathing, you ARE inhaling. I also discovered that the stuff made me nauseous and made my eyes burn.
Soooooooo.....the moral of the story is:
I'm glad that it helped Aunt Cladis, but I hope I never need any of that weed for medicinal purposes.....
Just say "NO" if the subject comes up and maybe give some thought to having it written into your Advance Directives and your Living Will. Now days THC, the active ingredient in Pot, comes in liquid and pill form.
And make sure your Doctor is not or never was a doper.
I agree Sebe. Nancy's just say NO anti-drug initiative was THE most fiscally responsible anti-drug policy ever brought forth by Republicans or Democrats. It didn't cost anything.
Course, by now, people of sound mind know that the War Against Drugs is over, even tho the tills are still a turning, and DRUGS.....sigh... won.
Yep - "no" lost and substance-induced mind alteration is still thriving. BTW: Did you see that they cast Jane Fonda as Nancy Reagan in "The Butler?" (I guess they did it because Jane and "Red" always did go well together...)
I did inhale and if my job didn't drug test I probaly would still casualy inhale. I can't remember one time when I inhaled that I wanted to fight or drive around looking for a fight. Admittitedly I do remember ranch dressing and frozen corn being a delicacy but did not get in any trouble. On the other hand, with booze I was irresponsible, chalked up a couple of DUI's, and almost ruined my career and my marraige. I realize that not everybody has the same expieriance however, I am willing to bet that anyone who has drank has at least one instance they wish they could take back. I don't have any from my inhaling days...
Very honest postings it seems here!!! Alcohol was the prime ingredient that did help usher in the demise of my first marriage. I have many regrets.