Geezer Ganja


From The Nation

DavidB points out that older folks are beginning to turn the tide of their brainwashing from the Reefer Madness of old. Of course, I have been preaching about this miracle drug as long as I can remember. I knew back in the day (70’s) that the propaganda was a lie unsupported by anyone I knew who partook of the “evil weed”. Murder, rape, theft, brain damage, lung cancers, depression, etc, etc, etc have all been proved to be mad claims. On a quick side note, if you are depressed, it ain’t because of the weed:

Study: Marijuana Use Does Not Cause Anxiety or Depression

The worst “side effect” I’ve ever known about it is demotivation (if using too much), but it is likely that these individuals would have a demotivation problem without it, as well. It really depends on how much one uses and a correct education of the substance could re-educate people to consume appropriately. Do I have to point out that demotivation hardly calls for jail time? I know many worthless assholes who have never partaken, but I don’t want them going to jail.

So, when I read that my peers are finally starting to understand that the “evil weed” is actually immensely beneficial (aka “good”) and are finding ways to help their ailments without the destructively harmful chemicals known as pharmaceuticals, my heart jumps for joy because I have been trying to educate these folks for decades.

The 55-and-older crowd is now the fastest-growing demographic of pot users in the country. Between 2013 and 2014, the number increased from 2.8 million to 4.3 million. In California, where medical marijuana is legal, seniors are learning how to fill their prescriptions — at a pot shop. They want to know the highs and the lows of marijuana use for the aches and pains of growing old, reports CBS News correspondent Barry Petersen.
. . .
Seniors account for only 14 percent of the nation’s population, but they use more than 30 percent of all prescription drugs including some highly-addictive painkillers. So pot is fast becoming a pill alternative. Marijuana use is up 53 percent with the 55-and-over crowd.
. . .
Harborside in Oakland is one of California’s largest medical dispensaries. Owner Steve DeAngelo wants more seniors to make the switch. “There’s [an] ironic, almost tragic phenomenon, which is that seniors, who are one of the groups who can most benefit from use of cannabis, are the single group which remains most opposed to reforming cannabis laws,” DeAngelo said.

That opposition started when seniors were just juniors, kids growing up with movies like “Reefer Madness” and government anti-drug campaigns. It’s still illegal under federal law, but now almost half of Americans live in a state where medical or recreational pot is legal.

The inevitability of the truth is here for all to see, even covered in mainstream outfits that previously demonized anything about it.


Per the Washington Post:

New research published today in the journal JAMA Psychiatry found that using marijuana as an adult is not associated with a variety of mood and anxiety disorders, including depression and bipolar disorder.

see also:

No Marijuana Is Not Actually As Addictive As Heroin

(As if I had to point that out)

h/t Hail Mary Jane

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21 thoughts on “Geezer Ganja

    • I’ve known a couple of people like that. Generally speaking, it was probably a heavy sativa indica (edited), which seemed to be the most prevalent around in the day before this surge in medical grade. Its the type that puts you on the couch thinking. A Sativa blend may not have been so strong. The paranoid effect will minimize with usage (in most cases, anyway).

      I always wondered if the paranoia comes because of the stigma and fear of law, or if its something else.

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      • These old folks should get a good vaporizer such as the Arizer Solo or the Volcano immediately . That way, all they get is leaf-juice and zero carcinogens from combusting anything.

        There is no paranoia whatsoever with even the strongest Indicas once you get used to it (by getting “used to it,” I mean bare minimum every day use for at least 2 years straight). I take 40 milligrams of THC before I go hiking three times a week from a 180 MG KIVA bar (It’s a much cheaper and deeper body high than smoking or vaporizing; it comes out to around 2 dollars a MAJOR high, arrived at by only eating one small piece of chocolate, the only problem being that you have to wait a full two hours before you feel the full rush:

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        • With edibles, you never even have to suffer one friggin’ cough like sometimes happens with vaporizers when you draw too fast. THC is anti-inflammatory and opens your lungs to maximum capacity so that you breathe like you’ve never breathed oxygen before or at least not since you were a teenager. You are super-relaxed so you can concentrate intensely on your rudiments, the basics of your movements, such as where and how to place your feet flat so that you find all your balance and leverage points at all times and just fly up the hill like a dancer. I’m serious. Once you get your natural stride working for you by only using minimal almost-barefoot shoes,

          you end up taking strides that are faster than other people’s jogs. People have no idea as to the benefits of only Marijuana use once you cut out garbage like Alcohol and Nicotine and Sugar. It is truly a health food, both physically in hemp form and spiritually in THC and CBD form.

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        • The Volcano is WAYYYY TOOO expensive for most people I know, although it is the very best available according to many. Never tried the Solo, but I have read several good things about it, especially portability.

          You point is correct, of course, about vaporizing (and I should have nabbed a vape pic instead).

          The Arizer V Tower is similar and a fraction of the cost. Probably not as robust as the Volcano, but you can buy three or four at the same cost.

          I have never eaten THC, except when I made my own brownies 30 years ago. But I will never forget it.

          I wish it would become legal around here. I’m at the age where it would benefit me immensely.

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  1. One of my favorite activities, in the 1970s, was to turn on middle-aged and older people to the “killer weed,” for the first time. That was a LOT of fun. I only had one “bad trip,” a man about 58 years old. He’d been married for a long time, had been an airline pilot for a long time, was making BIG money as a pilot, and then lost his job because he had a tiny heart murmur, which showed up on his yearly physical. His wife then let him know that he was a POS, as a man and as a human being, because he was no longer a pilot. What a fucking cunt. I knew nothing of his domestic situation but, after he got stoned, he started to tell me the story and started crying like crazy. I tried to talk him down, to no avail. Thinking about it now, maybe I did him a favor, as he might have gotten a lot of shit out of his system, went home, and told the bitch to go fuck herself.

    My personal experience with weed spans DECADES, so I can relate many long-term effects or non-effects. I worked full time and went to school full time, for NINE straight years, smoking a prodigious amount of pot. It had absolutely no impact on my motivation to go to school, study, or go to work, and I’m a born procrastinator, but weed didn’t make me become a veggie. I smoked every day for 27 1/2 years, stopped cold turkey, and went 13 (can you believe it?) months without taking a single toke, then started smoking again. I’ve tried just about every drug there is, and this one is the least intense, but still loads of fun, and I now have physical conditions which it really helps me with. SMOKE IT !!

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    • You don’t need any of the self-destructive drugs because in the end all you need is a road-map back to your own internal balance and weed gives you that. Actually, once you get used to it (every day vaporizing of strong indicas for at least 2 years), you become a PERFECT driver, the opposite of the drunk assholes who always drive reckless, endanger lives and get DUI’s. You never drive fast. You never make unnecessary maneuvers unless you absolutely have to in order to pass some comatose retard. Then you never make your move with wasted energy. You laugh at most people’s spaztic driving habits. Being relaxed, your reflexes are always faster, more precise and more subtle than anybody else’s, certainly the 99% of non-weed-smoking boozer losers out there, etc. I’ve had huge trucks honk their horns at me in the middle of intersections and threaten to turn their big pieces of metal garbage into my car and I barely even budged 2 inches to the right to avoid his violent absurdities. lol Weed makes you laugh in the face of violence and mean behavior. It just does it. You become like Kane in Kung Fu, always angling for maximum saved inner-G (inner-god), never fighting if ridicule will disarm, laughing even in the heat of battle or a physical fight. The benefits of cannabis, AS LONG AS YOU DON’T DRINK ALCOHOL, SMOKE NICOTINE and do other drugs at the same time, also, preferably, don’t use toxic table sugar, never end and the drawbacks are only in the beginning when you’re still getting the hang of it. Most garden variety “stoners” don’t get enough high-quality weed to orient themselves to it properly. The hippies and the real stoners have known about all I wrote above for ages.

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      • I drive with my job. Around 50K miles/year. I haven’t had an accident in over 20 years, and that person ran a stop sign and hit me from out of no where.

        I agree with every word you wrote about driving.

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        • On well-designed cars with advanced braking and steering systems, you never have to brake hard, just at the right time and with the proper, most leveraged balance of your foot and your leg with the rest of your body, the balance of your body in your seat as it relates to the position of your car and the position of the wheels of your car (a slight one inch steer to the right or left brakes through the friction of your tires on the road and keep you rolling in a traffic jam instead of having to brake ten thousand times). Weed, especially edible THC, makes you so subtle that you can easily sort of “triangulate” your braking at all times and literally stop on a dime anywhere and at anytime. Also, since your own driving is not hyper or nervous, most of your “emergency” braking is done as a result of the neurotic driving habits of others too spaztic to be properly professional and subtle with their own driving. You save a lot of energy that way. Energy you can use to enjoy your life more, even life inside a car traveling for your job.

          You can probably attest to my own experiences of how annoyed people get when they try to fuck with you in traffic (like squeeze their lane change in at the last possible second, sometimes with a 1 second “signal,” sometimes no signal) and you kind of GROOVE with their unbalanced aggression and take it in stride and, dare I say it, even ENJOY yourself, as if some little ninny child was being naughty. If I have 2 inches on my end from their bumper, I can still go in another inch and not hit them! lol

          After that, they INTUITIVELY sense “who’s the boss,” since if you have 50 gears of braking at the tip of your reflexes, it certainly wouldn’t take too much more “reflex” to have all 50 gears available in a physical fighting style and open a can of whup-ass on them, if the need arises, and still not be triggered into anger and actually laugh while you’re out-manuevering them left-&-right and whooping their ass. lol

          Don’t all fighters know not to get mad during a fight when the other fighter taunts them or their performance suffers?

          Of course! Hence why the Diaz brothers, Joe Rogan and so many martial arts black belts and UFC guys are potheads and still kick ass.

          No one ever said Marines couldn’t get shitfaced and piss-drunk and still kick ass, did they?


          That lame-ass stigma is only there with Cannabis because “hippies” are associated with it.

          Sure you’re more peaceful and you do GROOVE with things and take them in stride but if and when it comes time to throw down, you GROOVE with that too and do it that much better, that much more skillfully.

          This pothead’s kick will put most people in the hospital, you can bet on that:


  2. “For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.

    Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.

    A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.

    A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.

    When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.

    A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

    So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”

    ~ Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte


    • Understanding Marijuana, A New Look At the Scientific Evidence by Mitch Earleywine

      “Half the work that is done in this world is to make things appear what they are not.” ~ E. R. Beadle

      “Nine-tenths of the existing books are nonsense and the clever books are the refutation of that nonsense” ~ Benjamin Disraeli

      “To explain all nature is too difficult a task for any one man or even for any one age. It is much better to do a little with certainty & leave the rest for others that come after than to explain all things by conjecture without making sure of any thing.” ― Isaac Newton

      “A man may imagine things that are false, but he can only understand things that are true, for if the things be false, the apprehension of them is not understanding.” ~ Isaac Newton

      “Men build too many walls and not enough bridges.” ― Isaac Newton

      “The most common form of despair is not being who you are.” ― Søren Kierkegaard

      “There are two ways to be fooled. One is to believe what isn’t true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.” ― Søren Kierkegaard

      “Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.” ― Søren Kierkegaard

      “A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that’s just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it’s a joke.”
      ― Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or, Part I

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