Chris Christie recently had something to say concerning Coloradans' historic decision to legalize cannabis. Altogether stale and impotent words.
For the people who are enamored with the idea with the income, the tax revenue from this, go to Colorado and see if you want to live there. See if you want to live in a major city in Colorado where there’s head shops popping up on every corner and people flying into your airport just to come and get high
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I suspect most Americans don't agree with Mr. Christie, and not just concerning his opinions on geography. But the public has long known that if they hear a sitting government official mention cannabis it's more than likely that some shade of bullcrap will follow shortly.
Doc zombie had a diary up about this, and HoundDog had one also.
It was the bolded text that made me think twice.
head shops popping up
people flying into your airport
In six words: this is all prohibitionists have left.
In eight more: the reefer madness isn't going to work anymore.
The spasms will last a while, but vacuous warnings about pot tourism and head shops and the like are the best they'll be able to do. Not that they wont try, but like Christie's empty jabs it will come off as hollow and desperate. All the lies about cannabis, all the misdirections and weasel-worded noises which have provided the foundation for the stupidest war in history, are starting to sputter out in a final pathetic effort.
It isn't that Christie is wrong. It's that there's no there there.
Pot tourism
More head shops
Oh my
The sky isn't falling.
Anarchy will not descend.
The long-foretold stoner apocalypse isn't going to happen.
Red-eyed zombies won't be roaming the streets.
There will be people who travel in order to enjoy a relatively benign adult substance legally, and there will be people willing to pour gobs of good money into the economy for same, plus all the fixings.
Life will go on.
People will show up for work on Monday.
And that will be it.