One of the best documentaries about the history and impact of marijuana. Understanding the comparisons to alcohol during the prohibition era is particularly startling. Like many issues and topics in our society, our beliefs have been ingrained through institutional schooling and marketing campaigns. Obviously those videos of our youth that were meant to “scare us straight” don’t apply when it comes to marijuana. So why is it still illegal in our country? Watch the video and see. The short answer: Big Business. Why are diamonds the expected form of engagement gift? Big Business. I hope during my lifetime we will see perception changes (and more importantly, policy changes) regarding marijuana and same-sex marriage. Even if only for medical purposes, it would be a huge leap forward.
During my mom’s battle with cancer she used marijuana as a form of pain and nausea relief. As hesitant as she was about using it at the beginning, I’d like to believe that she came around and accepted the medical use of it as well. It was gut-wrenching for me to see her in pain and to offer up other prescription pain meds but she would turn them down because of the side effects or that they were ‘too strong’. Difficult doesn’t really describe what it’s like to see your mom choose discomfort and pain over the limited offering of ‘legal’ medicines we had.
This is another one of those things that I stumble across in daily life that remind me of my mom. From watching a documentary about marijuana or putting away dishes that she bought for my home.
Ears being trolled on some next level shit. Die Antwoord is out of this world. South African Zef-rap from Cape Town.
Via their wiki
Die Antwoord performs “Zef” music, Zef being an Afrikaans term which loosely translates to the American equivalent of Redneck. Their lyrics are funny and explicit, and performed in both Afrikaans and English.
In preparation for Super Street Fighter IV, I modded the TE stick. Added a black full panel plexi, laser etched button labels, no middle screws. Went with the full panel so that my palm-sweat wouldn’t so easily get to the metal underneath… it was pretty gross when swapping bezels.
Funny video from The Onion. It got me thinking. I was using Friendster and Myspace back in 2005 as well. Feels weird that it was 5 whole years ago. I certainly don’t feel like the same person I was 5 years ago. Even looking back at my blog posts from Xanga and my super old blog (can’t even find the url for it, thought it was rehosted on acks-effect for awhile), I don’t recognize the person I was back then. Strangely enough, my tastes and interests haven’t changed much. I feel that I am not the person I will be in the future either. My future 40-year old self is unimaginable to me. Maybe that’s partly why I don’t fear death. My elderly self will differ so much from my current self that I feel like I’m not the one who is going to die. I’m definitely not the same person I was 18 months ago when I found out Mom had cancer. Something definitely changed inside of me as I read those words of 100% mortality on Wikipedia. The past year+ and even now most things feels more dull . Like I can’t reach my previous levels of enjoyment out of activities or happiness. During that year, everything fun I did felt like only a distraction from an impending sadness and emptiness to follow. 3 years ago I was certainly more boisterous around friends, but now I’ve either matured, grown up, dulled, or become affected. Life feels different now that Mom is gone. I used to call her daily when she was sick and still very often when she was healthy. Not having her there to call feels empty. Changing the name from Mom Cell in my phone to Dad Cell felt weird too. I was sad when I lost the voicemails from her since ATT deletes them automatically. In a few years I’ll probably look back at these blog posts and feel like I’m reading the writings of a stranger. Maybe the feelings of longing will be farther removed and I’ll wonder how I felt as I was writing this. I find solace in that I’ll be a completely different (and better) person in a few years. I bet I’ll still agree about the Worst Songs of 2009.
Lately, my only exposure to new music is through music games… sad. Back when I worked at Real, Rhapsody would run continuously and I’d get into lots of new music. This isn’t even new, just new to me.
