excuse me, could i borrow that soap box for a moment? oh, thank you.
hi, we live in a "free country", but we can't have some substances in our homes? ok, i'm not talking about crack, or coke, or any other white drug. i'm not refering to driving, walking, or exposing anything to the genral public.
i'm talking about a little green bag, in the open at the wrong moment.
you see i know a guy, a gental man who is in jail tonight. a soul who has lost his freedom, for having a bag of... oh, do i dare say it even here? uh.. shush, come closer so no one hears.. he had a bag of weed on his couch when the cops came looking for someone else. small children should leave the room.
what the fuck? are you cop cock suckers serious? even in alaska, where there is a section, in the state constitution, known to those who don't have badges, and guns, but can read; as the "alaska privacy act". the privacy act says, that anyone in this state may , for personal use pocess no more than 3 ounces of the controled substance known as "weed", as long as it is not bagged for distribution, and is not used in public. so, those who inforce laws are bending them, and someone i know can't go out walking, after midnight, in the moon light.
i will atempt to quote bob dylan, "you most live out side the law to be honest", or something like that. (sorry bob.)
this isn't about getting stoned. this, is about my house, my home, and who can tell me what to do, where i live. i am in alaska because, canada, to an extent, insulates me from bullslhit like this. when i see it, it fires me up. this country is all about control, in all colors, shapes, and sizes. advertising, media, gas prices.... how can we scare them, distract them with what someone else has, while taking there money, and keep them down? that's the american question.
we've been subdued by sitcoms. we can feel good about eating what we want while someone down the street, not to mention the rest of the world, has nothing, because democracy works. for the rich, and the completely undemocratic. the state, of the united states can be summed up in 2 words, "fucked, and up." good night, and good luck, i'm going to go out and brake the first law i see.
stay out of my home, stop saving me from myself,