The Hippy dream of legalized pot has come true. Many who advocated for it are adults and began smoking marijuana as adults, or near adults, because it wasn’t as prevalent in their early childhood years as it is now. Some of them who have been habitually using marijuana for years are easy to spot because of their lackadaisical and befuddled demeanor. We call them “stoners”.
The AMA, considering years of accumulated data, considers marijuana as a dangerous drug and a public health concern. Some dismiss that as “alarmist” rhetoric, the same ones who fully embrace wild, apocalyptic predictions of man-made global warming. Some pretend not to hear the AMA because their dream coming true just HAS to be good.
In Denver, there has already been a harbinger of what is to come. A two-year-old ate a marijuana-laced cookie she found on the ground and ended up in the hospital, sick from the ingestion of marijuana. Pot advocates will say that’s not a big deal because she can’t die from it and, besides, it is not addictive. Though it is true overdosing on marijuana is not a concern, it has been proven to be addictive for some, especially children. It’s always the children who suffer.
It has been found that heavy cannabis use in adolescence causes persistent impairments in neuro-cognitive performance and IQ and it increases rates of anxiety, mood, and psychotic thought disorders. It may not kill them, but it can certainly affect their future – all to satisfy a dream.
This is the “Me” generation demanding the right to do as it pleases, regardless of consequences – and there will be consequences. Instant personal gratification has trumped common good and common sense. Legalizing getting high on pot (smoking it, no less) is considered to be advancing personal freedom (and don’t forget the tax revenue) – But at what cost?
Whatever the cost, it will just be passed onto our children along with an astronomical debt, a dysfunctional health insurance system, a disintegrated family unit, and a dependence on cradle-to-grave government assistance.
Light ’em up and forget about it. Let someone else worry about it.
David J. Hentosh