[FoRK] Freakin' California...

Jeff Bone <jbone at place.org> on Thu Mar 20 22:18:10 PDT 2008

On Mar 20, 2008, at 3:26 PM, Bill Humphries wrote:

> Jesus on a pogo stick Bone, you're sounding like a Live Journal  
> drama queen these days.

I've been puzzling over this for several hours now, and despite some  
cursory research --- even in my slumming mode, I don't tend to  
frequent Live Journal blogs --- I'm still a bit puzzled.  But it  
occurs to me that my half-hearted attempt at pithy humor may have been  
lost on some folks around these parts, so let me spell it out for you.

I don't necessarily have any truck with people who (over-) partake of  
the evil weed, but I don't have much use for them either.  Literally;   
in my experience people who toke up on a regular basis are generally  
fairly useless.  I'm all for legalizing drugs, but by the same token,  
stoned idiots are an impediment to getting things done.  I live 7  
miles from my office;  it takes me 7 minutes to get to my office  
building in traffic, and then another 30 minutes to get parked and  
into the office per se.  Why?  My office is in the same building as  
the world headquarters of Whole Foods, and FUCKING STONED PATCHOULI- 
SMELLING HIPPIES CAN'T FUCKING DRIVE.  They're goddamn obliviously  
inconsiderate, and they drive like they're fucking 80 years old in  
their 20 year-old Volvos and "Smart" Cars and shit.  30 minutes to  
"commute" down three levels of parking garage.  Fucking ridiculous.  I  
vacated the Bay Area in part to escape that shit, and look at me now.   
Sitting behind a fucking stoned soccer-mom equivalent with "The  
Goddess Rules" and "Visualize Whirled Peas" and a giant hemp leaf  
stickered all over the back of her fuel-efficient beater, for 30  
minutes, because she's got to stop for every fucking cockroach that  
needs to crawl across the garage floor.

Don't get me started about the heinous elevator etiquette.  Unreal.   
And we have IT on the floors above and below us;  nothing worse than  
fucking hippy geeks.

Perhaps there should be, like, a giant year-long summer camp for them  
somewhere.  Oh, wait, we have that;  it's called CALIFORNIA.

Apparently, California thinks we should completely embrace the stoned- 
neo-hippy culture, subsidize Mexican drug lords with tax dollars and  
just burn giant bundles of mary-ja-wanna on the corners 24x7.  You  
know, just to increase the ambient karma and communal energy.  And shit.

And I wouldn't have a problem with that.  Well, except for the tax  
dollars part.  But if it's your neo-socialist tax dollars, well, what  
the fuck ever.

YET, yet, yet...  I'm not too oblivious (YMMV, toke up) to be struck  
by the INCREDIBLE, mind-blowing, infuriating hypocrisy of this  
position vis-a-vis a drug that, when over indulged (and that's EASY,  
I've seen it first hand on more than one occasion) turns its  
aficionados into extras from the latest George Romero flick --- YET,  
how fucking hypocritical that THIS state-cum-community-cum-nation  
should be SO fascist-intolerant of a different compound, i.e. tobacco,  
that somebody could get sent up for 6 months (that's the law on the  
book, apparently, people) for lighting up a different leaf where he  
shouldn't.

I mean, really.

> -- whump

Indeed.


jb



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