Controversial Proposition 215 and Senate Bill 420

I spent my morning coffee reading an article entitled, Mr. Kush,. Some highlights were; "Then you double-or triple-bag the p*t, seal it, pack it in garbage bags, put the bags inside some old newspapers, and stuff the bags into some cheap knapsacks, and then put three knapsacks each into duffel bags, along with a few hockey gloves or soccer balls."

Also: "She loved the odd mixture of people who lived in a place with no apparent cash economy...the old hippie ladies whose grower husbands had left them years ago and who toughed it out on the land they got in the divorce."

And: "Michael,...put together a slide show for upstate growers based on what he learned about manipulating the growing cycle. 'Nobody ever grew males again,' he boasted."

Finally: "after she picked some edible mushrooms on a friend's land, cooked them up in mariju*na laced butter, and ate a good meal with some wine."

It was a super heady read with some real good descriptions of the new aged hippie lifestyle; all these California dreamers. I am such a square for saying this, but I'm so glad I'm a New Yorker.