Weed Card

Pues, que les puedo decir?  Today is the day they call the “pothead” holiday of 420, but I completely disagree, absolutamente no estoy de acuerdo.  The right-wing conservatives like to denigrate the wonder that is marijuana by associating its magical powers with losers who just want to float on clouds all day long when the truth is THEY, the judgmental capitalists, sit far above us, looking down on us as if we were worthless puny ants!

Pero, I digress.  I dare you — I dare you! — to call my abuelita a high-as-a-kite loser.  A plant that can be mixed with alcohol and applied to an old woman’s joints to cure arthritis, and occasionally get baked into an empanada for Mexican Independence Day celebrations, is a plant of the people.  It’s the people’s plant.  La Maria Juana es la medicina de la gente!  And I will not stop until every single person, like my abuelita, has a weed card!This is why I support the ladies Garfunkel y Oates.  These mujeres understand the many healing benefits of nuestra Maria Juana.  They wrote a song for the people that will reach the masses and teach the people how they too can own a weed card.  Theatre of the Oppressed?  Yes, I dare say.  Augusto Boal would be proud, ladies.  Hasta la victoria con la marijuana en mano!