Willie's a repeat offender, whether the stuff should be legalized or not. It's not legal in Heaven . . . umm, I mean, Texas.
What chaps my butt is that part of the plea bargain is that the prosecutor wanted Willie to sing "Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain" for the court. I kid you not. Like a pet monkey.
Heck, throw in him jail for six months, because he broke the law and breaks it repeatedly. But the whole 'sing instead of serving time' idea just doesn't seem Texan to me. Where did we get this prosecutor? Sacramento?
Wait. Maybe the singing “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain” requirement was his 2010 pot bust. What with ‘74, ‘94, and the 2006 funeral combination pot/mushroom arrest, along with the 2010 arrest, I get these things mixed up.
But, scout, was it good pot?
There is no good way in current practice to standardize quantities of pot. Some might be about as potent as wilted kale. Some might knock you off your feet at the first puff. Moisture content, which is most of a fresh plant, can vary widely. Some zealous prosecutors try to count mud, dirt, etc. clinging to a pot plant’s roots. On top of these absurdities is the legal assumption, seldom challenged, that if you have a certain amount of pot you had it for the purpose of sharing or selling rather than for your own use. This is obviously not universally appropriate. A legal standard based upon an assessment of overall THC content would be the closest thing to “fair.”
Willie is probably going to insist on a jury trial and THAT will be a circus because who has NOT heard of him? Will likely result in a “slap him on the wrist” verdict at worst.