Love It Legal

When I started smoking I really did not know allot about the Cannabis plant. I knew it by a more common name: “Dagga”. I was brought up in a very strict Afrikaans/English home and abusing any drug was out as my dad was very sharp and I knew I would be caught out. First time I got pissed he caught me so my smoking only began when I was 24.

Now dagga had a very bad look to it. It was usually very dry grass with sticks and seeds neatly wrapped in a role of news paper retailing for around R10 a go. It was a lot of very dry grass so one could last 2 – 3 weeks as a passive beginner will maybe smoke 1 joint every week or so.

We use to call this stuff “Mujat” or “Majat”, seeds with local origin being grown in the poorest of soils by the most novice of grower. You will find male plant matter as well as dead grasshoppers, toads and elephant parts. Please do not smoke this stuff – the grower did not care, so why would you smoke it?

About a year of smoking very infrequent and small amounts of that shit made me find someone who wished to sell me better grade weed at a considerable amount of more money. At first I were reluctant, but after he explained that the stuff is Lesotho Gold and convinced me to take a full nose hit of the bankie I was sold. Like an NEC member in a BMW dealership all traces of humility and reason vanished so I slipped him the R300. Yes, I paid R300 for a full bankie of what I now know is also called Rooibaard and I find it considerably hard to find these days.

After a few years of taking up a very weird hobby I got inclined to go online and read up a bit more on the status of weed other than in my hands AND BOY was I shocked to find a wonderful, fruity and exotic world of colorful hybridized Cannabis.

Skunks, Hazes, Kushes, Cheeses and an array of combinations of Northern Lights and Afghans and every one of them had something so unique it just keeps my imagination captive with: “Why is all this stuff so secret? Why is this not legal? Why does society kid itself?”

See how the man comes up with another lie to cover his tracks? “10 Times more potent”. Phooheee; Like the best cut flowers breeders simply started the art of selection and made it possible to grow the most colorful and fruity smelling herb you have never ever smelled.

I wish I could get the opportunity to make a non smoker anti pot liberal and free minded person to take a deep whiff of a good Jack Herrer and tell me that-that smell is wrong!

Some more to come about the weeds of the world… a 10 part special covering the true origins of some of thee most popular weeds on Earth.

Peace