Funny. When we have aligned ourselves with the higher purpose of the Universe, it tends to give us what we need. This of course does not necessarily coincide with what we want.
When I moved back east, I had a vision of what I wanted. It seems that the Universe has something else in mind for me, at least for now. I’m going into what appears to be a great job opportunity. Not what I had in mind, but it certainly feels right.
The day I left San Francisco, a wise woman told me that the first few months would be hard. But, when September comes around, things will get better.
It seems she was spot on!
The conversation about reforming US drug policy is starting. It’s quite evident that the current methodology of throwing everyone behind bars is expensive, and does not keep drugs off the streets.
The conversation about decriminalizing marijuana is also beginning. Dr. Sanjay Gupta recently switched his position on marijuana. The facts do indicate that it is not as dangerous as the propaganda would have us believe, and it does have medicinal benefits.
I’m all for decriminalization. But it needs to be done correctly. My biggest fear is that we will wind up with harsh restrictions on how marijuana can be grown and sold, much like we have with tobacco and alcohol. If that happens, the small time growers who really do produce primo stuff (I’m looking at you Humboldt county) will be pushed out of business by companies like RJ Reynolds. Remember those guys? Yup, they make cigarettes. Do we really want them to be our pot dealers too?
Unfortunately, I have very little to no faith in our government when it comes to this. We know damn well that in the end, the lobbyists from big business are going to win out and legislate the life out of any decriminalization that happens. The ATF will become the MATF, and good weed will all vanish. There will be a new hit reality series airing right after “Moonshiners” called “Potheads”.
I’m not saying “don’t decriminalize”, and I’m certainly not saying “don’t regulate”. But when I see terms like “licensing” thrown around when discussing this topic, it worries me. It worries me that we will take the easy way out, and follow the model we have because its easier and because big business throws money at congres to make it that way.
We can do better!
There’s the Me that most people know. This is the face I wear when out in public. The personality that I project at work, out with friends, at the grocery store. The cold, hard logical me.
There’s also the me that a few people know. This is the face that I only let out after my guard has relaxed. The emotional me. The bringer of the bright smile. The one who falls in love too fast. The one who wears his heart on his sleeve.
The outer person serves to protect the inner. The cold hard exterior does well most of the time. But the inner me does not like to be protected in this way, forced into submission, only allowed out when our protectorate permits it.
In the end, it is the rebellious nature of my inner voice that starts the trouble. Every fucking time.
EVERY FUCKING TIME.
It gets fed up with being hidden away. Only allowed out when the guard is down, when I’m all alone.
I can never be with you. And that sucks.