Puleeze!

Tonight while flipping between Olympic coverage and the Mariners game, we did something we almost never do.  We saw a commercial - in real time!  (TIVO - it's a beautiful thing!  Don't you wish you had the power to have a little instant replay in your life?)

A woman comes on - a plain ol' regular "Washington Mom" - asking if this isn't the time to have a serious conversation about the marijuana situation.  Apparently she has just discovered that it's a mega-million industry and "we get nothing from it."  She tells us that she "doesn't like it" herself but she sees this as a way out of our financial difficulties.  "We could regulate it" and "free up police to fight more serious crimes" and (this was one of my more favorite parts) "we could keep it away from gangs."

ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME? 

WHO COMES UP WITH THIS CRAP? 

"Don't pee on my leg and tell me it's raining!" 

~Judge Judy Sheindlin

You want to legalize that joint you've been hiding, go right ahead and do so.  But don't pretend that you're doing it for our own good (because frankly if you're thinking this is the way to relieve our city, state and/or national debt, you're thinking way too small.  Don't forget that the cocaine "industry" is also ripe for picking.  You might have a just a wee bit of trouble getting tax id numbers for the various "play-ahs"  as I'm not so convinced that the gangs are going to give it up like the lady on TV seems to think, but we'll see).

[I really, REALLY can't wait until November 7th for all paid political ads and telemarketing calls to cease!]

~later, tw