Marijuana gets a free pass and Woodstock is cultural iconic event. Young people are enthralled with the '60's. What are we do as responsible adults? We capitalize. We make a buck on the new audience. Movies, books, shirts, clothes. And then we pay the price of our capitulation.
Weed is cool right? If I say "pot" I show my age and my un-hipness. Bob Marley is hip. Ziggy's hip. Hemp is in. Why is hemp in? Hemp is scratchy, hemps smells when it's wet. Hemp is weed.
Hemp wasn't cool when weed was killing my son. I don't like hemp. Glamorizing pot consumption and profiteering on the nostalgia of drug culture for entertainment is disrespectful. People die and we laugh at the pot head culture.
I don't find entertainment in drug culture. A pot head is not funny. Distributing weed is not a minor transgression against society because it is participating in the destruction of a human being, a soul, and a family. That's disgusting.
One of the most horrific moments of a funeral is when the lid of the casket is closed and sealed for the last time. I remember seeing my son's face for the first time at the exact moment of his birth. I saw his face when the casket closed. And that's when the laughter dies.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment