I think we should take Maureen Dowd's bad marijuana trip seriously. I know I'm in the minority on this. It's like shooting fish in a barrel to make fun of Dowd for blithely chomping away at a marijuana chocolate bar, having made no effort to figure out the proper dosage, and consequently spending the rest of the day curled up in the fetal position—a story that displays all the shallow thinking that makes Dowd's columns so inadvertently amusing.
Legalization Is No Love-In
Legalization Is No Love-In
Legalization Is No Love-In
I think we should take Maureen Dowd's bad marijuana trip seriously. I know I'm in the minority on this. It's like shooting fish in a barrel to make fun of Dowd for blithely chomping away at a marijuana chocolate bar, having made no effort to figure out the proper dosage, and consequently spending the rest of the day curled up in the fetal position—a story that displays all the shallow thinking that makes Dowd's columns so inadvertently amusing.