But that isn't what scholar sez.
Our prison system is overburdened with non-violent, pot-smoking "criminals" while the big time dealers never find their way to prison. In the meantime, child molesters are given suspended sentences and walk free. I cannot begin to grasp the logic of our criminal justice system.
Maybe scholar is wrong - eh?
Personally ... my pot days ended in 1981. I discovered it in '66.
In all that time, I've never been busted for reefer ... plenty of drunk over-nighters, but no drug busts.
Once, I was busted as a public drunk and the cops found an empty 'Boro pack with some acidic aspirin (We were clever in those days) in it.
They sent it off to the lab for analysis, but I convinced the judge they were just aspirin and I walked after promising never to get caught drunk again on the streets of Bostson>
I remember telling this story to my freinds that night in some joint (maybe the original CHEERS) somewhere in Kenmore Square that night ... right before I passed out or went into a walking coma.
Don't really know ... can't remember $h!t.
That's why 1981 is so memorable ... I met Jesus, quit drinking and drugging.
Cigarettes are an entirely different addiction.