Friday, January 25, 2008
Cheech & Chong Presents
Up until now I've thought of Los Angeles as a plastic culture in cars. Now I suppose I'll have to revise my thinking to a plastic culture in cannabis smelling cars. Only in L.A., where you have eight lane freeways that become parking lots at any given moment of the day, can an idea like this make sense. Maybe a bit of cannabis is just what they need to ease the road rage attacks and such.
I still don't understand it though, why a vending machine? What about privacy? Why not provide a place of calm and leisure in the likes of Oaksterdam (Oakland) up north? Who wants to be seen entering a well lit place with security cameras recording while you stop and cop? Even Bodegas give a sense of wanting to be discreet though everyone and their mama knows never to buy edibles from the place .
And what about the cops? You'd better hope they've got stock in the vending machine business, because if not you can expect a search and seizure that will make the Rodney King beating look like a resuscitation attempt. After all,, you ain't in Amsterdam, your in L.A., remember? Or did you smoke so much weed that you forgot exactly where you lived?
Like I said, I just don't get it. Maybe its the coolest thing to hit the west coast since casinos. Whatever the reasoning is behind it, medicinal or otherwise, I'm sure it won't be long before the thrill of it all is gone, and the first lawsuit claiming "negligence due to unsupervised dispensing" is filed. Until then L.A., smoke ti'l your broke.
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