Marijuana

For the majority of my pre-pubescence i grew up with the idea that Marijuana was a bad, evil, god-forsaken plant and should never be thought nor spoken of let alone inhaled. From Nancy Reagan deciding that "just Say No" was a suitable phrase to keep kids off drugs, and there we see how that worked out.

Shitty, for people who don't know. It worked out shitty. Or shittily.

"Just Say No" has never been a phrase to rely on. It hasn't worked with drugs (as we see drug related crimes escalating), it hasn't worked with abstinence (as the AMA even shows every year that teaching only abstinence doesn't lower the amount of kids having sex, it just lowers the amount of kids having safe sex), and it didn't work with any other possible organization or ideal you can think of that you should probably just say no to.

But I'm not here to talk about those other outlets and/or organizations or even sex today.

I'm here to talk about Marijuana, and why that little bastardized plant should be legalized and brought back to stores in America like it was less than 100 years ago.

Let's start at the beginning:

Apathy.

I have not seen the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,

I have seen the middling minds of my generation destroyed by apathy, filled to the brim with sanity to spare and nowhere to put it, nothing to care about, and no one with whom to share thought.

This is the "i-generation", or perhaps that could have been the last generation, and that seems to be the main purpose for this generation. I. As in me, myself, and. The aforementioned apathy speaks unto the relationships with others. No longer do people visit others , or strike up conversations. Now they visit people's facebooks, and start up new chats.

What. The. Fuck.

I just don't really care about this.

Hi.

I'm Jake.

I was bored, reading an article and to quote one of my favorite shows, "Californication", i hate you all.

I don't mean people in general. People in general usually do not have the temperament or interesting personality that would make me care about them, but they are not the one's I'm talking about now. I'm talking about you. The kind of person who comes to an amateur blog and expects something insightful. The only insight you'll find here, on the internet, is that there is no insight left to be had. Socrates, Aristotle, Freud, Nietzsche, Gibran, they all got here first and beat us to the insightful punch. Now what do I have to say to this?

So fucking what.

I just don't really care about this anyway.