In 1920, marijuana was legal in British Columbia, but alcohol was not. What if that was still the law today? Can we imagine a parallel world where alcohol prohibition never ended, and marijuana prohibition never began? In that world, provincial politicians promote B.C.'s vibrant marijuana industry, posing with brand-name joints of B.C. bud, while also calling for longer sentences against brew-ops and wine dealers, to protect youth against the dangers of liquor.
WIth the recent cases of cannibalism as a consequence of using bath salts, a synthetic drug that's now easily found on the streets, people are wondering: Is this the beginning of the zombie apocalypse? Or is this merely the consequence of slow-moving, half-witted drug policies that in fact encourage this type of drug economy?
I don't buy for one second that the big minds on the House Judiciary Committee actually believe this bit of nonsense will help turn the war on drugs, an effort that was doomed to failure from the get-go. People want what people want, and no number of laws, no matter how strictly enforced, will stop them from getting it.