It's right up there with another oxymoron: pothead logic. :)
I never really liked the stuff and it used to make me throw up when I was a teenager, and one time I thought I was going to die from a rapid heart rate. I stopped giving into peer pressure and told them I didn’t want any.
Every single person I know that has smoked it for twenty years or more went to abuse opiates for a bigger high from doctor offices, one being my brother-law, a 34 year old woman who I knew in my twenties who was crazy for Vicodin, and a childhood friend who smoked it while pregnant to combat morning sickness. Both those kids ended up dopers and one a heroin addict in and out of jail, but according to her that’s the “pigs” fault even when he has three kids in the foster care system.
Most of those people are right in line who abused opiates and because of those idiots, people suffering with real chronic pain are paying the price.
After 20 something years, none of them work, are in their late forties with pot-bellies from horrible munchies, and toothpick legs.
I live around a popular, urban city where it’s all over the inner city population, and it sure hasn’t done any good for them.
I don’t have the answers to what kind of legalization should be done since there are exceptions to every rule when it comes to abusers, but I haven’t see one yet.