I really don’t like labels because we all—each of us—are a kaleidoscope of different opinions, beliefs, viewpoints, and values. Labels are too restrictive and confining and don’t adequately define the mosaic that we are.
But if a label must be applied to me, politically I tend toward Libertarian. Yeah, I’m one of those smaller government types.
While like all labels Libertarian doesn’t adequately describe me, I’m okay with it. Our Founding Fathers were, if they were anything, Libertarian. They set up our government through our Constitution to be limited, separated, restricted, and inefficient, a great example of “less = more”. Less government in their eyes equaled more liberty. And that maxim has been, and will be, true wherever and whenever in human history you may look.
But I’m not a perfect Libertarian. In fact, like most of us I’m not a perfect anything. Sometimes irritated at the tail-gating, speeding, passing-school-buses-in-the-center-turn-lane, driving-like-an-idiot knuckleheads I think to myself, “Why is there never a cop around when you need one?” Then I remember that limited government is far preferred to a cop at every corner and even the knuckleheads become my friends.
Well, “friends” may be overstating it just a bit. At least I’m not as irritated at the knuckleheads.
Being an imperfect everything, including an imperfect Libertarian, I’m not only torn about police being where we need them, but I’m torn about marijuana laws in our nation. I like the idea of less government attempting to control even our most basal desires as long as we do our best to not hurt those involved in them, but therein lays the problem.
Weed, hooch, pot, stash, Sweet Lucy, whackytabacky, yum-yum, Mary Jane, reefer, whatever you want to call marijuana, is imperfect just like me. There are legitimate concerns—concerns I share—about opening up proverbial Pandora’s Box and allowing unfettered “recreational” use of the weed in America. That’s at least partly why the federal prohibition remains.
Medicinal use when prescribed by a doctor? Great. Far be it from me to prohibit someone who under controlled use can get legitimate medical relief from smoking or ingesting pot. But for recreation?
I’ve honestly known only a few potheads in my life, choosing instead to surround myself with people who want and need a clear head to live their lives and accomplish their missions. But of the few I have known, I’ve known none who succeeded in life or at anything for that matter.
Think about it. How many successful potheads do you know? Even their self-appointed labels like “airheader” or “dope head” or “stoner” belie the “weed is fine” mantra the marijuana lobby is pushing…and pushing hard…on us. Who needs or wants airheaders working on any job in America, let alone one with an ounce of risk?
In fact, with all the studies done on the use of pot since the marijuana scare of the mid-1930’s and the movie “Reefer Madness” was released (1936, originally titled “Tell Your Children”, directed by Louis J. Gasnier and produced by George Hirliman), panned for its allegedly overblown warnings of the danger of the “devil weed”, “Reefer Madness” may actually have been closer to the truth than the pot lobbyists and the “don’t worry be happy” pot studies would have us believe. “Reefer Madness” was meant as a warning to those using or contemplating the use of marijuana. The pot lobby would have us believe the opposite: that weed is completely safe…that it is and should be a mere “recreation”.
Yet, Alex Berenson in the January 2019 edition of “Imprimis” (a publication of Hillsdale College) whose wife, Dr. Jackie Berenson, was a senior psychologist at the Mid-Hudson Forensic Psychiatric Institute in New York, “one of three places where the state incarcerates the criminally insane”, writes that his wife reported that all the patients there—amongst them killers, arsonists and even a cannibal—smoked marijuana. Berenson goes on to quote in his article, “Marijuana, Mental Illness, and Violence” that, “After an exhaustive review, the National Academy of Medicine found in 2017 that ‘cannabis use is likely to increase the risk of developing schizophrenia and other psychoses; the higher the use, greater the risk.'”
And those at greatest risk if not for psychosis (or cannibalism) than for failure at life? Our younger people who are the biggest recreational users of dope and have the best chance to never realize or, worse, destroy the successes they might have otherwise realized.
As a flawed Libertarian, on the one hand I prefer our government—like our Constitution designed it to be—remain inefficient and restricted. But we also must restrict—and here is where I depart from pure Libertarianism—the availability and use of recreational weed and keep and enforce its federal prohibition. Otherwise, there are too many knuckleheads out there who will use it with little consideration of the risks to themselves and others. They’re self-anointed airheaders, remember?
If some want to move to stoner states like California where recreational use is permitted, even celebrated, fine. Let the nerdowells fill up California and Oregon and Washington DC with all their pothead cohorts.
I doubt Democrat presidential candidate Senator Kamala Harris, who failing at her attempt to come off as “one of us” made giggling light of her own illegal use of reefer when younger, still smokes yum yum. If so? Reefer Madness, indeed.