Remember to vote YES on Prop 19 next Tuesday!

Proposition 19, also known as the Regulate, Control and Tax Cannabis Act of 2010, is a California ballot proposition which will be on the November 2, 2010 California statewide ballot. It legalizes various marijuana-related activities, allows local governments to regulate these activities, permits local governments to impose and collect marijuana-related fees and taxes, and authorizes various criminal and civil penalties.^[1] In March 2010 it qualified to be on the November statewide ballot.^[2] It requires a simple majority in order to pass, and would take effect the day after the election.^[3] Yes on 19 is the official advocacy group for the initiative.

Proponents^[4] of Proposition 19 argue that it would help with California's budget shortfall and redirect law enforcement resources to more dangerous crime, while opponents^[5] claim that its gaps and flaws will have serious unintended consequences on public safety, workplaces, and federal funding. As of October 2010, even if the proposition is passed, the sale of marijuana will remain illegal under federal law via the Controlled Substances Act.^[6][7][8]

Drug Enforcement Agency's argumnet against Legalization

Oh come on! Save me from the fucking stupidity.

Read more »

God Damn you America

Meanwhile  in Europe:

The tossed cannabis that became a canine curiosity

The patient arrived at the Friendship Heights hospital slack-jawed and glassy-eyed.

"He was very twitchy," reports Nicola Moore, the physician who admitted him. "His pupils were dilated. When he walked, he looked . . . " Well, he looked stoned.
The caretaker who accompanied him to the hospital was concerned. Her charge had been completely listless for hours, ever since lunchtime when, as was his custom, he'd gone out to urinate on the lawn.
The patient was Senator, a six-pound, 5-month-old toy poodle. Tox screens confirmed what Moore, a veterinarian at the Friendship Hospital for Animals, had suspected. Senator was on drugs. Marijuana. High as a kite.
What happened: Cynthia Painter, a Chevy Chase housewife who recently relocated from Atlanta, had taken Senator for a walk around her well-appointed building with his best friend, a neighborhood Shih Tzu. Senator picked up what looked like a cigarette butt, which Painter immediately wrested away. "I'm not afraid to stick my hands in there," she confides. "I've had kids."
But the tobacky, it seems, was wacky.
"It's actually pretty frequent," says Ashley Hughes, another veterinarian at the hospital. "Pot, I would say maybe every three months. And medications -- we get a lot of dogs in here for Adderall toxicity." On rare occasions, they'll get a dog on cocaine, or one on crack, or one that drank a whole sea of vodka. (The owner kept it in water bottles around the house.)
That's how it usually happens. The dogs are using because the owners are using. Moore and Hughes could remember few other cases in which a pet had ingested street drugs (which makes sense, if you think about it. You're not going to leave a high-value item like a joint outside on the ground).
"The owners bring them in because they're unsteady, or they look like they're having a seizure," Hughes says. "But really, they're just really high."
Any urban pet owner will tell you that they never fully appreciated the diverse microcosm of the sidewalk until they walked a dog there. "Garbage, pizza rinds, rat poison," says Sarah Bownman, a veterinarian at CityPaws clinic in Northwest Washington, rattling off the more common villains. "People come from [nearby] Meridian Park because their dogs got into human waste."

"Meat products," says Gary Weitzman, CEO of the Washington Animal Rescue League. "One of my dogs is a witching rod for chicken bones."

As for Senator, after a few days of appearing "not quite himself," he is back to normal. In fact, Painter says, "he is spoiled rotten."

My favorite part: "But the tobacky, it seems, was wacky."

How do you deal with bad trips?

Twice, in my history of usage, have I almost encountered a bad trip. Each time I could feel it creeping up on me, but I felt like my subconscious just blocked it out.

The first time was on Friday the 13th. Some friends and I had taken shrooms about 30 minutes before and we were crossing a busy intersection. An elderly dude fell over in the middle of the crosswalk and started screaming for help. It's a Friday night, and people are everywhere, but nobody had the decency to help this man except me and my tripping friends.

There was a point where I thought to myself 'This is going to get bad.' and I could feel the bad thoughts creeping up on me. There were people everywhere and I just KNEW that they could see I was coming up on shrooms. Also, seeing this distressing, tragic situation unfold was quite unsettling.

So, we get this guy off the road and he's complaining about his arm, and hinting at a possible heart attack about to happen. I somehow collect my wits and call 911 (this went against almost every drug user instinct, but I wasn't gonna let this dude die). As I was talking with the dispatcher, one of my friends straight up faints in the middle of this crowd (he let the bad trip get to him, it was a rough rest of the night for him). This is the point where I just started to freak the fuck out, but then I thought to myself 'No, take control of this situation. You're on shrooms, realize that now, but hold yourself together only a little longer. At the very least the trip will be over in a few hours.' Afterwards, I still look on this day as the point where I 'learned' to 'control' my mind.

Next time was with DMT. It was my first time, and after the exhale I immediately see all the crazy visual fractals everywhere and because it hit so hard I thought I was gonna lose my shit completely. Somehow I picked up my lighter, it became my sword, and protected me throughout the trip. I just remember picking up the lighter and thinking 'It's gonna be alright, it's a short drug, make it last!' All was well after that.

Basically, it's all in your head. Bad trips and good trips are all relative. Some people I know don't see the difference, and they will ride it out regardless because they see it as part of that inner, psychedelic exploration.

My friend passed away from an E overdose early this morning

Just a reminder, make sure you get your tabs from a reliable source and be safe. When you put any unknown substance into your cake hole, you risk death. U.S.P drugs and organic based botanicals are the only things that are relatively safe for human consumption. Take heed and mark these words from one who knows exactly of what she speaks of.

:[

Promoting HIV Prevention and risk reduction

For the last two months I have been actively participating in an HIVy 101 course at the Children's Hospital of Los Angeles. The goals is to educate youth about HIV and how to reduce the likely hood of contracting the virus.


On my way home from todays course I decided to fly a sign and educate anyone that cared to listen while also passing out condoms, lube, and pamphlets. I spent the majority of my day at the Beverly / Vermont metro/bus stop.

Read more »

Legalization to Regulation

The words we are using in concerns to legalizing marijuana aren't working. Conservatives are latching onto this one word and using it as a means to make people think it will be as easy to buy as a can of soda. People are hearing it and assuming it will give their children more access.

When in reality, we're not trying to legalize marijuana on a full scale. We're trying to regulate it for the adult market, just as we do alcohol and tobacco. I strongly believe if we start using the word "regulate" instead of "legalize", a lot of these unbased claims will start to disappear as it becomes more clear to the average Joe whats going on.

Thoughts?

What is your favorite girl scout cookie? Win free cookies!

My favorite were always the Thin Mints in a freezer although I have heard the that Samoas are far superior to Thin Mints. The three C's (caramel, coconut, and chocolate) can't be beat!