, I believed that governments were there to serve the people, the police would keep us safe, and the doctors must be right when they said the increasing lancing pain in my abdomen was just menstrual cramping. I must just have been a wimp with a low pain tolerance.* I believe that since alcohol was legal and grownups drank it it must be ok and weed was illegal and therefore the gateway to Satan's throneroom. Then I grew up and became a bitch a healthy degree of scepticism towards all forms of authority set in, I realized my family were frankly wrong about a lot of things*2 and learned that
leading experts rank alchohol, even in small quantities, as significantly more dangerous than pot, and tobacco as moderately more dangerous.
My tiny mind was blown.
So I did some research, reflected upon my life, and learned about the socio-political history of marijuana usage, and have come to the conclusion that I hate alcohol and mildly approve of weed. Let me state for the record I have no personal stake in this argument: I am not a regular or even semi-regular user of either. My conviction comes from two areas:
a) Politics. Every time you buy alcohol, you pay money to the sickest government this country has endured since the 1980s. Alcohol's history, like tobacco, is one of money making on behalf of mass corporations and corrupt governments. Weed is free if you grow it yourself. Nobody gets no taxes, and I generally approve of a but of non-violent civil disobedience in most forms. NB: I do NOT approve of buying ANY drug in ready to use form from dealers. The person you buy it from may not have a gun, but the person he or she bought it from sure as fuck does, and they've probably used it. Cocaine has perhaps the bloodiest history of trafficking, but weed isn't innocent either. I understand that if you live in a state where it's legal, e.g. California, it is perfectly possible to source responsibly.
b) Social and personal harm. Alcohol makes people behave like assholes. It also kills in overdoses. No-one ever died from a pot overdose. No really. Google it. NO-ONE. Moreover, when people are drinking, they want you to drink with them. They PRESSURE you to drink with them. 'Not even one? Oh go on. Are you scared of the calories or something? LOL.' Fuck you. I dislike the taste of alcohol, and as my drug tolerance is incredibly high, the amount I would have to drink in order to 'loosen up' would bankrupt me if I did it on anything *like* a regular basis. I can and have drink multiple units of pure spirit, including jelly made pretty much entirely with vodka, and experience....nothing. When people are smoking or eating weed they offer to share but don't push. This relates to...
c) Experience. The heavy drinkers I have known, with two exceptions, have been angry, violent, aggressive, right wing assholes who hate everything. The regular stoners I have known have been, with no exceptions, friendly, left-wing, animal loving pacifists with a social conscience whose worst crime is thinking they're talking about something REALLY DEEP whilst high. The worst thing I've known a drinker to do is beat the shit out of his teenage son and eventually caused said son and his dog to become homeless. So yeah. I'll hang with the stoners, thanks. Actually there was one stoner I knew in college who honestly did think really deep things whilst high. He got a first in English from Cambridge. I don't know if he partook before exams, but he liked to write his essays with a 'little buzz, maybe 3/10'.
Now I know the plural of anecdote is not data, and there probably *are* more drinkers out there who don't become like that but...when combined with the other points, in summary:
Drinker: right wing, violent, asshole, killing self, hypocrite, may cause death by getting in car, obedient to government, making Conservative party richer.
Stoner: left wing, pacifist, nice, possibly killing self through smoking but that isn't the weed's fault it's tobacco, unlikely to be bothered getting in car or indeed to own car, disobedient to government, not making Conservative party richer.
Plus loving animals gets 500000000000000 points from me. One of my favourite stoners paid £800 he didn't have to be assured by a vet that his kitty's leg wasn't broken and would be fine in a few days.
End opinion piece.
* A benign cyst had twisted around a fallopian tube. The tissue died slowly, began to rot, and gangrene was imminent. Emergency surgery ahoy! Down one tube now, but I didn't want kids anyway.
*2 My mum still says 'man' when she means 'people' or 'humans'. Eyetwitch every fucken time.