I read the same thing in an autobiography of a jazzman, who used to occasionally smoke reefers back in the 1930s. He tried marijuana on a lark decades later in life (1970s/80s, I think), and was absolutely floored at how more potent the strains had gotten. It scared the hell out of him, and he didn’t try it again.
Although, on the other hand, I always also recall my grandfather relating his first encounter with it. He never even heard of marijuana until he was about thirty years old, but he made a trip to Houston in the late-1920s or early-1930s, and saw some Mexican woman writhing in a gutter. Perplexed, he asked someone standing nearby, and found out she was all high from smoking reefers.
Getting old is a bitch. Grampa doesn't like roller coasters anymore, either.
Doesn't change the fact that the WOD has screwed up the country more than it's helped it.
Interesting. I guess it’s getting stronger all the time, and not in a good way. Traffic accidents and crime rates will go up.
I would think it’s more likely for a person in a gutter to be drunk than stoned but certainly can’t talk from experience. Is a semi-comatose or confusional state common? Wonder if this involved some degree of ataxia?
Once marijuana becomes available here I certainly will be on the lookout for people writhing in gutters, and if it seems safe might ask one what led to their being there.