Quddus Synder: Reefer sadness

Critics assume that because I have long hair and listen to Grateful Dead music, I’ve probably smoked marijuana. Unfortunately, they’re correct. But if there’s a man among us with no liquor in the cabinet, let him throw the first bottle. Jokes aside, it’s time to legalize cannabis.

I won’t offer the Bill Clinton defense. Though I partake only infrequently these days, I’ve smoked and inhaled, with the intent of altering my state of mind. In most instances, I was quite successful in this regard. In the course of these cosmic voyages, I had numerous brilliant thoughts that made perfect sense at the time, few of which were later recalled with clarity. At times, I had an enhanced appreciation for nature and diverse culinary creations.