Yesterday on my lunch walk through midtown, I decided to cut through Winn Park, and as soon as I cut through, my senses were assaulted by heavy duty marijuana, coming from one of the groups seated at the picnic tables. How do I know it was the illustrious weed? I have gone to concerts as a youth.

My walk in the park brought to mind all the recent marijuana busts in Elk Grove (maybe we should rename it Marijuana Grove, since there are no elks there, but there’s lots o’ the other stuff). What do you think of this increased focus on marijuana growers? I tend to view it as overkill–I’d rather see resources and funding going to catching the meth sellers and the heroin dealers. But maybe I’m too pragmatic in this ongoing drug battle.

A few years back, I was in a café in Amsterdam. I asked them if they served beer, and the cashier said no, but pulled out a price list of hand-rolled joints. There were at least 13 different types of plant on the list–I had no idea. I raised my eyebrows and asked if it wasn’t illegal. I had a couple of Dutch customers jump in and tell me it was overlooked by the police, and that they were more focused on the hard drugs and violent crime. It made sense to me. If you’ve ever seen anyone after partaking of marijuana (by itself–without any additions), it seems that they would be unlikely to cause any problems–except at a buffet.

But then again, I’d rather they didn’t drive. (New acronym: DUM or DIM for driving under the influence of marijuana.) I’d much rather anyone under the distracting influence of anything (drugs, alcohol, cell phone, kid’s slumber party guests) NOT drive. Oh yeah, and stay off the bicycle too. Hey take a cab. If you can afford the dope, you can afford a cab. It’s all about priorities.

One last question after the great marijuana clean up: Since California voted in Medical Marijuana, if there are no suppliers, how do you get your prescription filled?