You gave two people $100 and told them to profit from it.
One guy puts $100 in savings bonds which will net him $11.59 a year from now. The other guy buys 10 grams of pot at $8/gram. and $20 worth of roling paper. He makes 40 1/4 gram spliffs and sells each spliff for $5, making himself $200. However, an undercover cop busts him for selling pot and is fined $150. With the $50, he buys $10 worth of dime bags and $40 worth of meth (about 5 grams). Each dime bag is worth $10 and contains 1/10 gram of meth. He makes $500 but is busted for selling meth and pays at $250 fine. He also gets a year probation for selling drugs.
Most definitely, the drug dealer profits the most. However, most of us would condemn how he made in total $450 but lost $200 due to fines and is on probation for a year. Instead, we would applaud the other guy who has savings bonds that will mature at $11.59 a year from now over the $100 he started with.
However, making $250 a year from selling drugs only nets you probation.
Think about that the next time you read of a drug dealer getting busted. Economics means he makes over 20 times as much money as the saving bonds guy.
Do you think he is going to sit around waiting for 11.59% profit when he can make 450% or more in profit from $100? Fuck no.
Legalize drugs now. Otherwise, once the sociopaths figure it out, there will be more drug dealers who profit because drugs are illegal.
Though 95% of people would rather invest in savings bonds.
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Showing posts with label pot. Show all posts
20120422
Hash Brownies Dangers Overblown
The worst that could happen after overconsumption of hash brownies is you won't have enough $$ to pay what the hooker wants. Then you will wake up a day later, and slowly realize that you offered to pay your mom money for sex. Sometimes during the past 24 hours, you both were busted for miscellaneous drug charges i.e. the cops could smell all those brownies you ate. Oh, and you hallucinated the "I paid my mom for sex" part!
Ok this is hyperbole. The imaginary 'you' I refer to is not the gentle reader.
My attempt to make eating hash brownies seem as awful as paying for sex is the combination of inadequate rest and the feeling that 420 day in Vancouver is getting too big for its locale.
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Ok this is hyperbole. The imaginary 'you' I refer to is not the gentle reader.
My attempt to make eating hash brownies seem as awful as paying for sex is the combination of inadequate rest and the feeling that 420 day in Vancouver is getting too big for its locale.
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20090917
High-THC Cannabis The Real Problem
I am a firm believer that, while stoned, I - like Fitz Hugh Ludlow - understands more fully “the soul’s capacity for a broader being, deeper insight, grander views of Beauty, Truth and Good" than I now gain through the chinks of my cell i.e. the six senses... of sight, hearing, touch, smelling, tasting and thought (mind).
Indeed, I believe that at the same time, I am rendered delusional by THC, and hallucinate that I am more creative while "high" on the cannaboids precisely because of the high THC levels in marijuana.
What I am then suggesting is, that is the CBD which is the creative muse, NOT THC!
Proof of this is that nobody who's rendered anxious and near-psychotic while under the influence THC is truly creative.
For it is the sedative powers of CBD which cures us of THC's ability to incapacitate us with hallucinations.
If we did not have the calming, Zen-like qualities of CBD to stabilize the pseudo-schizophrenic reaction to THC, our minds would be blown like a series of acid trips, evolving from benign to bad.
As well, we'd be too incapacitated by anxiety and flashbacks to actually create.
And all it takes is one (1) deep puff of the ganja to begin this rocky road to abuse.
Even so, I am not saying marijuana is bad for you; what I am saying is that I am calling THC a one-way ticket to Hell.
For it is CBD which will bring you back from your own self-created Hell.
Finally I will urge that we ban high-THC marijuana and grow only strains which have equal parts of CBD and THC, for the good of us all.
Indeed, I believe that at the same time, I am rendered delusional by THC, and hallucinate that I am more creative while "high" on the cannaboids precisely because of the high THC levels in marijuana.
What I am then suggesting is, that is the CBD which is the creative muse, NOT THC!
Proof of this is that nobody who's rendered anxious and near-psychotic while under the influence THC is truly creative.
For it is the sedative powers of CBD which cures us of THC's ability to incapacitate us with hallucinations.
If we did not have the calming, Zen-like qualities of CBD to stabilize the pseudo-schizophrenic reaction to THC, our minds would be blown like a series of acid trips, evolving from benign to bad.
As well, we'd be too incapacitated by anxiety and flashbacks to actually create.
And all it takes is one (1) deep puff of the ganja to begin this rocky road to abuse.
Even so, I am not saying marijuana is bad for you; what I am saying is that I am calling THC a one-way ticket to Hell.
For it is CBD which will bring you back from your own self-created Hell.
Finally I will urge that we ban high-THC marijuana and grow only strains which have equal parts of CBD and THC, for the good of us all.
20070404
Two Puffs Did It for Me
BC Bud has to be one of the highest sources of 9-THC. Though I've yet to manufacture my own 11-THC by buying and eating a hash brownie, that may be on my list of to-do marijuana experiences.
For now, let me tell you about my recent pot experience: I sucked two puffs two times somewhere in the armpit of Surrey, Newton.
After about an hour of feeling intoxicated, I got let off at the Newton Exchange. Then I climbed aboard the 324 to Surrey Central Exchange.
What a busride! I had no clue where I was for most of the trip, but managed to get let off at 132nd Street and 104th Avenue.
My walk home was uneventful.
When I arrived home, I promptly went to bed, mainly because I didn't feel like sitting still on the computer, trying to thread thoughts into something comprehensible.
About three hours ago, I finally got out of bed. For about five hours in bed, I was probably sober. Though I based my sobriety on the ability to have an erection, I didn't notice a change until the following morning, possibly around 10 AM. :P
However, the best thing that I've experienced was as I was sobering up the night before, feeling calm and without any racing thoughts indicative of hypomania.
Yes, I experienced no psychosis, not even anxiety.
Even so, I appear to be a "pussy" when it comes to pot, as it took two puffs to render me stoned.
Kudoes to my best friend, M, her friend D. and N. This is fucking awesome!
For now, let me tell you about my recent pot experience: I sucked two puffs two times somewhere in the armpit of Surrey, Newton.
After about an hour of feeling intoxicated, I got let off at the Newton Exchange. Then I climbed aboard the 324 to Surrey Central Exchange.
What a busride! I had no clue where I was for most of the trip, but managed to get let off at 132nd Street and 104th Avenue.
My walk home was uneventful.
When I arrived home, I promptly went to bed, mainly because I didn't feel like sitting still on the computer, trying to thread thoughts into something comprehensible.
About three hours ago, I finally got out of bed. For about five hours in bed, I was probably sober. Though I based my sobriety on the ability to have an erection, I didn't notice a change until the following morning, possibly around 10 AM. :P
However, the best thing that I've experienced was as I was sobering up the night before, feeling calm and without any racing thoughts indicative of hypomania.
Yes, I experienced no psychosis, not even anxiety.
Even so, I appear to be a "pussy" when it comes to pot, as it took two puffs to render me stoned.
Kudoes to my best friend, M, her friend D. and N. This is fucking awesome!
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