Gotta love the imagination of the proprietor who named his or her smoke shop, “High Society”. This, in the colorful State of Colorado where recreational marijuana use was recently legalized by popular vote followed by the legislative implementation.
I personally don’t have an issue with legal pot. After all, alcohol, our society’s legal drug, seems to have some pretty detrimental effects on individuals and families and we all seem to accept it without much question–except, of course, for some prohibition fanatics on the fringes. There is surprisingly little outcry over the terrible destruction alcohol wreaks upon our brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, parents and grandparents…well, I guess we do have (thankfully) MADD and AA. I have seen very few people stop and stare, or point and shriek with indignation, at the liquor store on the corner…in fact, no one blinks at all (as they stroll inside to buy their 12-packs of beer and brown-bagged vodka).
So, why not a pot shop?
P.S. So, a guy walks into a bar…and he sees two big hulks sitting in the corner. One is drunk, the other is high on pot. Which one does he figure to be most likely to be dangerous in a fight? Drunk guy: “Bring it on, maggot!” High guy: “Dude, could you pass me the chips.”
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