UNCLE G’s PERSONAL VIEW ON INJUSTICE
Uncle G’s Corner
For some of us our whole lives seem like we’d been wronged. Our parents were no good at raising us. Public school education only went so far. Lacked inspiration all through-out. Was a relief to have finished. No real interest to follow that up with collage. School was a babysitter and nothing more. First job and every damn one thereafter sucked. Always a means to an end and never something enjoyed. Not even remotely. Wanna apple pie with that? Unless you own the damn restaurant, it’s empty words. Do you really care that some stranger follows up his or her burger with artificial cheese on their fries and then a fried desert? Following a script. You do it, to get paid. Which is important. In short, money is needed to help us continue the cycle. As ELP said; welcome back my friends to a show that never ends.
And then their was pot.
Breaks are important. Especially if one is living a life such as that. A good distraction’s worth it’s weight in gold; Acapulco Gold. Not all weed has that good a reputation. Just normal pot can’t make all of life’s troubles disappear but it can make one feel somewhat better with themselves as they wash the shit stains of life from their shorts. As long as it’s cannabis, it works. Regardless if it’s premium weed or not.
Some call us potheads. Like it’s a bad thing. We’d been wronged. Our natural buzz stolen from us and made illegal. Like something made in a lab. The people who helped make the laws the way they are today concerning cannabis, long dead. So tell me, why isn’t their damn laws? Thrown in a kettle which was filled with real evils. Repeat after me; drugs are bad. Period, end of sentence. They are the alpha and the Omega. Pot being labeled a drug and then stirred in with the horrible ones as if they coexisted with each other. What total bullshit this is? Say I’m wasted, just don’t call me stupid. Speaking of, politicians don’t smoke weed. Not the majority I bet. Never tried it one damn time. More the nerd crowd. This is how they get their revenge. Basically when it comes to marijuana, they act like zombies back before George Romero redefined the word. Repeating whatever words their supporters wish them too; “Yes Master.” How can one take for face value anything that comes out of this environment?
I wondered to myself, I said self…do politicians know the real difference between pot and say, cocaine? After all they are lumped into the same class of drugs such as heroin, and opiates. Which implies they all can be the same thing. Including pot is totally wrong. I’ve done most things that they mention. Experience is what I offer with my written opinions. These folks offer fantasy found in comic books. Standing in front of me saying this and my jaw would be open in disbelief. Pot and Cocaine are the same thing. The same risks involved doing them. That isn’t true. Here’s one thing, heroin is physically addicting. I seen guys kick. I remember hearing the screams in the middle of the night. Covered in sweat. Pissed themselves. Pot don’t do none of that.
I regret to having a cocaine problem many years ago. What’s not to love about coke? I would ask myself that while cooking it up in a spoon. Little did I know that my actions were answering the question for me. To start off, how the coke got in the spoon to begin with was criminal. Nothing after that was good. I stayed up three days once doing cocaine. I finally crashed. Passed out on a Wednesday, and re-opened my eyes on a Friday. The whole day before gone. Thursday disappeared like it wasn’t even there. Felt bizarre when that sank in. I woke up real thirsty. Dazed and confused for sure.
A Uncle G Revelation
I learned to pay more attention to what a person does sometimes, and to pay less attention to what they utter aloud. Points more towards the truth. It’s sound advice.
I’d like to think that over the years I become an individual — instead of being just part of the herd. Never take anything for granted. If most the population is into something, stay the fuck away from it; Avatar. I always been that way. As big of a film buff that I am, it took me ten years to see Star Wars. To me it was a GIANT toy commercial. I just had no interest. Besides, I liked Star Trek.
News Alert: I’ve admitted to inhaling ganja. Just like our current President has already admitted to; lots. You’d think legalizing would be a damn given. Why such an uphill battle?
This Is A FYI Moment: A coke spoon and a spoon to cook coke in are two different things. Just in case you didn’t know. Unless in the year 1986 you carried a bigger one around your neck. Like a kitchen teaspoon. Most people kept theirs in the grove compartment of their car. Who would think? “Look what I found. Aunt Betty must be shooting cocaine into those frail arms of hers. Here’s her coke spoon. I always knew it. No wonder she keeps such a clean house. Rumor was she masturbated with a vibrator the size of a horses dick. It was a plug in. Jenny walked by her bedroom window. Saw her going at it. Lights in peoples homes for blocks around would dim every time that woman was feeling horny.”
I’m considering doing edibles. It’s a different pot high. As a part recreational weed smoker, I’d like to check it out. An old saying; can’t write a book about baseball unless you played the game. Eat some and then maybe go play Frisbee in the park? If I end up enjoying the experience, I’ll be sure to add it to my list of fun things to do while in Houston, but away from real civilization.
Way back when, I always wanted to trip in the desert. Too the desert first. California has some fine ones. Find a secluded area. Park the car. Drop some acid. See what happens. I had this friend; Tim The Drunk. Met him at a Alcoholic Anonymous Meeting. Tim and I planned on taking that trip together. He was a huge Doors fan. Liked psychedelics also. At the time I’m also into this BIG Eric Clapton kick. Between every cassette of Clapton’s I could find, I would play The Doors. That was the music rotation back then. Depression lurked around every corner I’m sure.
Oh yeah, my first marriage went to shit at around this time. Living on my own. Had my cat Lola for company. Given to me by Tim. He said a guy should always come home to some pussy.
The cat shit in the backseat of my car once. On the floor. While driving I’d sometimes look back at her and she be this little angel. In a ball, sleeping. Looking so damn cute. Cats can be very deceiving. Anyway, Tim and I were part of a small group that hung out before and after A.A. meetings. Susie The Drug Addict and Danny The Over-eater also. Us four regulars anyway. We’d sit in dinners before going home. Early 1990’s. Susie was a sex addict also. Not with me. I always had a problem using a hole that’s been drilled too many times before. Regardless, a fun gal to hang around sometimes, you know, for as long as she kept her panties on. Both Susie and Tim also practiced still getting drunk. Who has ever fallen off the wagon before? Unfortunately it happens to those who sincerely desire to stop. With these two it was really hard to tell.
Why is being a daily pot user a crime? Who are we hurting? Millions upon millions smoke, or consume one way or another in the year 2012. Pot busts in New York are on the rise. Fifty thousand in the year 2011. For small amounts of pot. It’s a victimless crime. Something magical with weed is that it’s meant to be given away. Take two hits and their is an overwhelming urge to pass it on to another human being. To the person on your right. The three p’s; puff puff – pass. The stories which include the real drugs are at most times horrifying. People blame pot for their behavior. You read it in the news. An excuse used that I’m sure many juries will figure right out.
For everything, an opposite. Once high, now crashed. Now illegal, but soon legal. Believe that. Pass it on. Say it aloud. Like Ganja Granny sez; keep it lit. Fight the good fight. Don’t get busted in the process, but try doing your part. There are reason why certain activity is illegal; sex with children. There is no logical reason why cannabis is illegal in the United States, in the year 2012. Believe that and one day pot will just be yet another hand picked item for our elected officials to add yet another sin tax to it.
In solidarity…onward through the fog,
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