This will be short, and very sparse on details I'm afraid.
Some people have too much aggression on their hands. Seriously.
Out in the woods somewhere, miles from anywhere else. By all rights it's a place where marijuana use would be legal for a carded medical user. But we don't. There is a security detail, of a kind, and smoking weed is strictly prohibited. They will eject you if you're flagrant about it, but otherwise they don't do anything but ask you to put it away. Not that the woods aren't right there, heh, but the point is that the show itself is notably free from that distinctive smell. Despite the fact that it could legally be ever-present. Many people there had their cards.
Besides the tunes are so good that we only make the trek into the woods maybe twice in a night.
Then along comes this bigshot dude, the closest neighbor some five miles away. You know the kind.
Them damn dirtypotsmokin jammusicplayin outdoorsenjoyin goodtimehavin longhairedfreaks are stinkin up the woods and encouraging criminallawlessanarchist activities with their reefer-mad ways. I smelled it myself.
It's a very tight-knit community, and one person's words spoken in a particular place, depending on the person and the place, can have a thunderous effect. In this case possibly slanderous. But that's to the side.
Herein I'm only lamenting that the words were even given voice, and that the speaker wasn't denounced and laughed at. The vast majority of people know that Reefer Madness was a load of hooey, that gig is an incredible boon to an exceedingly strapped community, the proprietors are adamant about all aspects of security, and nevertheless this idiot saw fit to get up on a soapbox and spew a bunch of vicious hippie-hatin bullcrap about it.
Shouting at a hurricane, and slinking around in the woods. Utterly pathetic.