by the Prohibition law. For nothing is more destructive of respect for the
government and the law of the land than passing laws which cannot be
enforced. - Albert Einstein
smoke skills (via toptumbles)
Artist Jason Mecier has used candy, food, pills and the actual garbage of actual celebrities to construct celebrity portraits. This new Snoop Dogg portrait is made of marijuana joints, marijuana leaves and stems, and what looks to be hashish. The artist information says it’s valued at $1,500. (via Boing Boing)
RICK CUSICK, the associate publisher of the marijuana magazine High Times, remembers the first time he saw a vaporizer. It was in 2000, at a tobacco trade show in Las Vegas. “I was having a party in my room at the Sahara,” Mr. Cusick said, “when two men walked in carrying a 50-pound drill press attached to a plywood board.” The drill press had been set up with copper tubing to heat cannabis just enough so that its active ingredient, tetrahydrocannabinol, was released not as smoke but as a less scorching vapor.
“Stoners are a very creative lot,” Mr. Cusick added.
They are also resourceful. As medical marijuana has gained public support (it is now legal in 16 states and Washington) the increasingly popular vaporizer may soon emerge as a cultural alternative to the bong or hand-blown glass pipe. +
In the basement of a Cape Cod on a suburban street in northern New Jersey, a teenage boy turns to a friend and asks impatiently, “What did you get? I’ll give you some of this”—indicating a bottle of Ritalin stuffed into the front pocket of his backpack—“for some of that painkiller.” As a rap song plays just loud enough not to disturb the neighbors, his friend eyes the bottle suspiciously. “Is this generic, or is it the good stuff?” he asks. Upstairs, several teens are sitting at the kitchen table listening to a girl who looks to be about 15 tell how she got the narcotic Oxycontin from the medicine cabinet at home. “It was left over,” she says, “from my sister’s wisdom-teeth surgery.”
This isn’t an ordinary party—it’s a pharming party, a get-together arranged while parents are out so the kids can barter for their favorite prescription drugs. Pharming parties—or just “pharming” (from pharmaceuticals)—represent a growing trend among teenage drug abusers. While use of illegal substances like speed, heroin and pot has declined over the past decade, according to a report issued three weeks ago by Columbia University’s National Center on Addiction and Substance Abuse (CASA), abuse of prescription drugs has increased sharply. CASA says about 2.3 million kids ages 12 to 17 took legal medications illegally in 2003, the latest year for which figures are available. That’s three times the number in 1992, or about 1 out of every 10 teens. “It’s a hidden epidemic,” says Dr. Nicholas Pace, an internist at New York University Medical Center. “Parents don’t want to admit there’s a problem out there.” +
Perhaps it’s because I’m from a different generation, but it’s difficult for me to wrap my head around the alleged popularity of pharming parties.
Are they for real? Or just media hype?
Jennifer Pelham* kicks off her black Marc Jacobs pumps, slips out of her trim Theory blazer, and collapses on the couch. The 29-year-old corporate attorney for one of Manhattan’s top law firms has just clocked another 12-hour day, and though it’s over, she’s having a hard time shaking off her frustrations. (A partner had eviscerated the contract she’d drafted, then left before Pelham had a chance to explain herself.) Still distracted, Pelham orders dinner—sushi, as usual—then reaches for a plastic orange prescription bottle standing on the corner of her coffee table alongside a glass pipe and blue Bic lighter, just as the cleaning lady left them. She twists off the cap, pinches off a piece of the fragrant green bud inside, gingerly places it in the bowl of the pipe, and lights up. Over the next 30 minutes, she takes three deep drags, enough to drown out the noise whirring in her head. Then she eats.
[…] Most of us know someone like Jennifer Pelham, a balls-to-the-wall career animal whose idea of decompressing after a grueling day isn’t a glass of Chardonnay but a toke (or three) of marijuana—not just every now and again, but on a regular basis—the type who stashes a pack of E-Z Wider rolling paper in the silverware drawer or keeps a pipe at the ready next to a pile of bills. According to a recent study by The Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration, an estimated 8 million American women smoked up in the past year—a lowball figure that reflects only those willing to cop to it. Among them is the upper-middle-class Pottery Barn set: One in five women who admitted to indulging in the previous month lives in a household earning more than $75,000 a year. They cut a wide swath across the professional spectrum, including lawyers, editors, insurance agents, TV producers, and financial biggies, looking nothing like the blotto hippie teens of Dazed and Confused or the unemployed, out-of-shape schlubsters who are a staple of the Judd Apatow canon. By all outward appearances, they are card-carrying, type A workaholics who just happen to prefer kicking back with a blunt instead of a bottle. +
“One challenge with being a cannabis consumer in a society that has for decades been trained to be pot-phobic — to the point of irrational, superstitious fear — is that you constantly run into the same tired negative stereotypes, the same ignorant assumptions, and the same shared blame game.
‘Shared blame,’ you ask? Yeah. I mean the kind that seems to make it a law of nature that when some psycho loser, somewhere, does something horrific or stupid, then it turns out he tokes? Suddenly the entire marijuana community is suspect, at least according to the corporate tools who are responsible for most of the news you read.”
Steve Jobs has never been shy about his use of psychedelics, famously calling his LSD experience “one of the two or three most important things I have done in my life.”
[…] That Jobs used LSD and values the contribution it made to his thinking is far from unusual in the world of computer technology. Psychedelic drugs have influenced some of America’s foremost computer scientists. The history of this connection is well documented in a number of books, the best probably being What the Dormouse Said: How the 60s Counterculture Shaped the Personal Computer, by New York Times technology reporter John Markoff.
Psychedelic drugs, Markoff argues, pushed the computer and Internet revolutions forward by showing folks that reality can be profoundly altered through unconventional, highly intuitive thinking. Douglas Engelbart is one example of a psychonaut who did just that: he helped invent the mouse. Apple’s Jobs has said that Microsoft’s Bill Gates, would “be a broader guy if he had dropped acid once.” In a 1994 interview with Playboy, however, Gates coyly didn’t deny having dosed as a young man. +
Alex Grey is an American artist specializing in spiritual and psychedelic art (or visionary art) that is sometimes associated with the New Age movement.
Young Alex would collect insects and dead animals from the suburban neighborhood and bury them in the back yard. The themes of death and transcendence weave throughout his artworks, from the earliest drawings to later performances, paintings and sculpture. He went to the Columbus College of Art and Design for two years (1971-73), then dropped out and painted billboards in Ohio for a year (73-74). Grey then attended the Boston Museum School for one year, to study with the conceptual artist, Jay Jaroslav.
At the Boston Museum School he met his wife, the artist, Allyson Rymland Grey. During this period he had a series of entheogenically induced mystical experiences that transformed his agnostic existentialism to a radical transcendentalism. The Grey couple would trip together on LSD. (source)
Cary Grant publicly admitted to having taken LSD more than sixty times in the course of his treatment for alcoholism and depression. (source)
HIPPIES (2007) - a History Channel full-length documentary
HIGH TIMES interview with Redman
“We used to roll our cigarettes right out in the open and light up like you would on a Camel or a Chesterfield. To us a muggle wasn’t any more dangerous or habit-forming than those other great American vices, the five-cent Coke and the ice-cream cone, only it gave you more kicks for your money.” — Mezz Mezzrow