The above video, taken from a police cruiser dash cam, shows a white SUV speeding along an Arizona highway as its occupants toss no less than 17 bricks of weed from the windows. After cops caught and arrested the two men inside, they went back to recover the pot, but a few bricks were conspicuously missing. Cha-ching!
A new study published in a subsidiary of the Nature journal, Scientific Reports, found that marijuana is safer for users than a range of other substances, moreso than researchers previously believed. The study suggests that "risk management" should be redirected to legal alcohol and tobacco rather than mostly illegal marijuana.
Tens of thousands of years ago, our early ancestors, awed by the beauty and power of nature, the possibilities of culture flickering dimly in their newly human brains, began painting rudimentary pictures of animals on walls. Across the ancient Mediterranean, sculptors paid powerful tribute to the human form; in Renaissance Europe, painters created works of art that surpassed even the beauty of nature; come the 20th century, artists pushed the boundaries of representation and grappled with existential threats to humanity. And now, in an age of wondrous science and technology, virtuosos drawing upon tens of thousands of years of culture and history and have reached the apex of art: pins featuring pictures of Mrs. Doubtfire and Rafiki from The Lion King getting stoned as hell on unspeakably potent weed.
Even in weed-legal utopias like Washington and Oregon, the finances of the pot business are dicey. Because the drug remains federally outlawed, banks won't touch weed money, leaving business-owners without a safe place to keep cash. Others in this situation might invest their profit in art, or vintage cars, or real estate, but these are potheads we're talking about, so they're spending it on ridiculously expensive bongs shaped like Beaker and Big Bird.
High Maintenance isn't just the best televised portrait of Brooklyn's ever-expanding gentrified northwest corner; it's among the smartest stories ever told about weed and the weirdos who smoke it in any genre or medium. Today, the self-produced web series returns with three new episodes available on Vimeo. Read a primer on the charms of High Maintenance and a watch few of its finest moments below.
Imagine that the main drag in your town had a furniture store that was full of love seats, side tables, and faux floral displays, but never, ever opened its doors. How many failed shopping trips would it take before you realized something was up, and how much weed would you guess it was hiding in back?
Hey dudes, I have a question for you, but before I ask I just want to make sure you know that this is not because of anything I've observed firsthand, but because of something I heard. I think you're straight until you say otherwise, and feel very justified in this based on your baseball cap, default manspreading, chill vibe, and job as a construction worker, police officer, cowboy, soldier, leatherman, or Native American. In fact, I hope Tom Cruise is as straight as they come. I never thought he wasn't!
In Washington, anyone over the age of 21 can smoke weed to his or her heart's content without fear of arrest or persecution. Even your grandma. What a magical thing!
If there was one thing Bob Marley loved, it was sweet reggae music. If there was another, it might be his family, or his hometown of Kingston, about which he sang poignantly throughout his career, or it might be the ganja. And if there was a third thing, that third thing must have been branding opportunities. Just look at all the Bob Marley stuff you can buy!
Today, New York Mayor Bill de Blasio's administration announced through the New York Times that it may stop making arrests for low-level marijuana possession, opting instead to issue tickets without detaining the suspect. This would feel like an important step toward reasonable weed policy if New York state hadn't already mandated it 37 years ago.
Your baby is dank. I mean, that little thing is chill as hell. Lying in its crib, playing with some stupid mobile, like Check this thing out. The dumb mobile is not that cool, baby, but you are. You're the dankest lil bb on the block. I know this. Your parents know it. But how do we prove it to the neighbors?