Chronic, Kush, Kevin Bacon, MJ and The Skunk II
Moving West from Chronic, Kush, Kevin Bacon, MJ and The Skunk, Part 1...
What was his name? Uh, oh yeah, PennyWatchDog replied:
"Natty, in my experience it is the alcoholics who forget how to drive, who pass out in their cars or on the side of a snowy road and freeze to death. Not only that, but they can kill themselves in one sitting, something no pothead could do even if they tried. Alcoholics drive down the wrong side of the road, and the ones getting killed are the innocent. You are right about no pothead going ballistic, that is because of the basic chemistry of the substance, it has a calming, effect. Alcohol causes people to be depressed and angry, the "surly drunk" is no myth. Sleepiness is a side-effect of pot, but all side-effects of pot are lessened over time with habituation, not addiction as in alcohol. It is long overdue that the pothead should be given some credit for choosing the least dangerous, and most beneficial vice for recreation and now, for pain relief and antidepressant, not to mention all the other valid reasons to use pot.
When I was injured on the job and forced to retire, they sent me home every month with enough narcotics, muscle relaxers, anti-depressants, and sleeping pills to kill myself two or three times over. And I almost accidentally overdosed, twice before I weaned myself off the narcs and stopped everything else, and started smoking pot. I have a pretty high tolerance and have none of the usual side-effects like sleepiness, munchies, forgetfulness, racing heart or cotton-mouth. It is a myth that chronic users have these symptoms, for the most part, they do not. I also have a pretty high IQ (140), which hasn't changed over the years, so the dumb and dumber is only true if you started life that way, pot does not make a person stupid."
We echoed back: Ditto man.... benevolent as opposed to belligerent drunks are few and far between.... the toll on the hepatic and renal system is just as extreme as prescription pharma.
"They sent me home every month with enough narcotics, muscle relaxers, anti-depressants, and sleeping pills to kill myself two or three times over." That's the managed care - pharma complex at work, glorified pill pushers, masking the symptoms but never curing the cause because the money is in treatment, not curing.
The great crowd control experiment started in Seattle in the mid 70's. The initial experiment had two goals, keep em productive (caffeine) and non suicidal (antidepressant). Seattle had a very high suicide rate. It took over a decade of selective testing and with FDA approval of the 1st SSRI (Prozac) in 1987, success was declared and national roll out was the order of the day. Between 1987 and 2007, Starbucks opened on average two new stores every day and the SSRI became the mood enhancer of "choice". Way too many on "mothers little helpers" (read opiate pain killers) or mood enhancers these daze... no pun intended. Otherwise referred to as the Espresso and Paxil for Lunch Bunch... as in dazed and confused. Keep it 'tween the ditches. Hasta.
What was his name? Uh, oh yeah, PennyWatchDog replied:
"Natty, in my experience it is the alcoholics who forget how to drive, who pass out in their cars or on the side of a snowy road and freeze to death. Not only that, but they can kill themselves in one sitting, something no pothead could do even if they tried. Alcoholics drive down the wrong side of the road, and the ones getting killed are the innocent. You are right about no pothead going ballistic, that is because of the basic chemistry of the substance, it has a calming, effect. Alcohol causes people to be depressed and angry, the "surly drunk" is no myth. Sleepiness is a side-effect of pot, but all side-effects of pot are lessened over time with habituation, not addiction as in alcohol. It is long overdue that the pothead should be given some credit for choosing the least dangerous, and most beneficial vice for recreation and now, for pain relief and antidepressant, not to mention all the other valid reasons to use pot.
When I was injured on the job and forced to retire, they sent me home every month with enough narcotics, muscle relaxers, anti-depressants, and sleeping pills to kill myself two or three times over. And I almost accidentally overdosed, twice before I weaned myself off the narcs and stopped everything else, and started smoking pot. I have a pretty high tolerance and have none of the usual side-effects like sleepiness, munchies, forgetfulness, racing heart or cotton-mouth. It is a myth that chronic users have these symptoms, for the most part, they do not. I also have a pretty high IQ (140), which hasn't changed over the years, so the dumb and dumber is only true if you started life that way, pot does not make a person stupid."
We echoed back: Ditto man.... benevolent as opposed to belligerent drunks are few and far between.... the toll on the hepatic and renal system is just as extreme as prescription pharma.
"They sent me home every month with enough narcotics, muscle relaxers, anti-depressants, and sleeping pills to kill myself two or three times over." That's the managed care - pharma complex at work, glorified pill pushers, masking the symptoms but never curing the cause because the money is in treatment, not curing.
The great crowd control experiment started in Seattle in the mid 70's. The initial experiment had two goals, keep em productive (caffeine) and non suicidal (antidepressant). Seattle had a very high suicide rate. It took over a decade of selective testing and with FDA approval of the 1st SSRI (Prozac) in 1987, success was declared and national roll out was the order of the day. Between 1987 and 2007, Starbucks opened on average two new stores every day and the SSRI became the mood enhancer of "choice". Way too many on "mothers little helpers" (read opiate pain killers) or mood enhancers these daze... no pun intended. Otherwise referred to as the Espresso and Paxil for Lunch Bunch... as in dazed and confused. Keep it 'tween the ditches. Hasta.
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