Yesterday I posted on Facebook about my first
hilarious visit to one of the completely legal marijuana dispensaries that are
sprouting up all over my state of Oregon . Truth was, it
wasn’t really my idea. Friends from California had dropped by. In our exuberance to see the
sights, we happened into Oregon ’s newest
delight.
I posted about my virginal exposure to the
demon “weed” and we all had a good laugh. Friends “liked” the post and
virtually high-fived me for finally taking the plunge Then I received a note
from a friend who is married to an extremely gifted artist who suffers from
Schizophrenia. Her note reminded me of the consequences that people suffering
from mental illness (diagnosed or not) can suffer from after exposure to even
one joint. I recalled friends who started smoking pot in the 60s and 70s and
dropped out of society, derailed onto a side track, never to regain steam for
the journey. (Bad pun, but you get my point.)
My friend took a
breath and let me have it straight. She said that I had missed the point of her
book, Tales of the Titmouse (https://www/goodreads,com/author/show/3142285.PamBarrett)
She wrote a fine
book, with PG-13 sensitivity, about her journey in the drug world of the 70s,
her personal use of marijuana, life as a drug mule, survivor of a drug overdose
and miraculous deliverance. She reminded me that attitudes like mine are
confusing because even though Oregon has legalized it, the US Government has not. Her book is a
finely-written argument that any drug has consequences, not all of them readily
apparent. On a side note: It’s a valuable tool to help drug addicts and their
loved ones.
She reminded me that
marijuana is still a drug, one that can lead to future addiction, and that THC
can still cause many people to have a bad trip. For people with a family
history of mental illness or depression, the cannabinoid receptors in marijuana
can trigger a reaction. Although marijuana helps for some health issues, unlike
other drugs, it has not been studied in America . People are self-medicating without
considering the side effects. Some people won’t know they are at risk until
they try it, and for some the addiction will be too strong. She has a point.
Just because it’s organic doesn’t mean it’s benign.
Back in the 60s we
didn’t think pot was a big deal; people sitting around, partying, getting high.
But THC levels were drastically lower than they are today. “Back in the day”, I
never really tried pot, maybe a puff or two, but my friend Pam stuck around
long enough to see the consequences of her choices. She saw friends die or
disappear into the jungle, never to be heard from again. She made enemies and
had to flee for her life. Reading my glib “endorsement” brought back all of the
pain.
Full disclosure, I
bought a little sack of cocoa laced with marijuana, but I haven’t opened it
yet. In the back of my mind I’m afraid of opening Pandora’s Box. The sack is
still sealed. It’ll keep until I think through the next step.