Editor: What the hell is going on? I just picked up the February issue of HIGH TIMES and actually had to laugh at your ridiculous De Lorean centerfold. What a damn waste! Car and Driver, yes, but HIGH TIMES? Come on, let's get serious. —D. Smith Gary, Ind.
The year is 2021, and that's Ralphie Longo, onetime Vegas sharpie turned full-time "doggie" (courtesy of an overstepped credit line at the local slot & sluthouse), burying a couple of the transplant cutlets he swiped off the mob's meat wagon.
FOR AT LEAST SEVEN MONTHS now, Mexican helicopters have been roaring out of the sky over the peaceful lowlands of the tiny Central American country of Belize and dropping torrents of the poisonous herbicide paraquat. "Thousands of fields of marijuana" have been destroyed in this manner, according to Norris Hall, Chief Information Officer for Belize, and the government considers this collaborative program with Mexico and the United States a grand success.
THE DOPE DOGS WENT ABSOlutely bananas when the local cops led them through the corridors of Kingman High. The animals, painstakingly trained to sniff out the faintest trace of marijuana odor, were "alerting" ardently all over the place, against one locker after another.
IT WAS A TYPICAL DEA "drug-courier profile" bust at Washington National Airport. A New York man, after deplaning, was observed in the terminal by experienced drugs agents to head straight for the phone booths in a "nervous" fashion, and make three hasty calls.
THE ONLY CASUALTY OF THE Great Opium Highjacking of 1983 was the airplane's captain, who sprained an ankle whilst clambering out of the flight deck onto the airstrip here, abandoning his unlucky passengers to the uncertain custody of the highjackers.
SCORES OF COMMONLY PURchased nonprescription cold medications and diet aids may contain detectable quantities of genuine amphetamine molecules, chemists at SP Labs, a federally licensed drug-testing service here, have determined.
FLORIDA JUDGE SAYS NORML MUST PAY $$ FOR LOST 'QUAT SUIT
THE FLORIDA CHAPTER OF the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana laws was dunned by the state of Florida for an estimated $10,000 in court fees, involving a suit NORML brought against the state last year to prevent the wholesale spraying of marijuana crops in 53 counties.
Followers of this space may recall a story two years ago concerning the antics of one Michael Cesar, proprietor of the popular “dial-a-joint” dealership. Cesar got popped two days after a write-up appeared in New York magazine, and on the same day that the New York Post, also owned by Australian publishing magnate Rupert Murdoch, ran a similar story.
AKA: Psilocybian, psilocin, magic mushrooms, 'shrooms, teonanacatl (flesh of the gods)
NATURE AND USE
HAZARDS AND LIABILITIES
David E. Smith
Ingestion of these mushrooms can cause anxiety, depression, disorientation and difficulty in distinguishing between fantasy and reality. Prolonged psychotic reactions may occur, and latent psychosis may be triggered.¹ There is a danger of confusing psychedelic mushrooms with other deadly varieties.² "Magic mushrooms" sold in the street may be look-alikes.
Dragon Lady or Lady Madonna? A Candid Conversation with One of the World's Most Controversial Women.
She apologizes and leads us, sock-footed, into a room located somewhere between the Tigris and the Euphrates. On the ceiling, clouds hover in a peaceful sky. Palm trees reflect in smoked-glass mirrors. Under our feet, a carpet the color and give of bleached white sand.
A journey to the flagship cities of the Continent: Radical (and not so radical) politics and culture in Paris and Berlin
Paris—Recalled To Life
Berlin: The Golden Thread
There are few things better in this world than waking up in Paris to the feeling of having your cock sucked. Claire does this, like other things, well. We've known each other for 15 years and have been lovers on and off for most of that time. Claire is a successful Parisian photographer specializing in modern dance and theater.
The story so far: Could HIGH TIMES founder Tom Forcade still be alive? That was the shocking question confronting "R," Forcade's old friend and cannabis-connoisseur protégé, at the conclusion of our last episode. Could Forcade have faked his death in order to rebuild the Brotherhood, the legendary international psychedelic smuggling empire that rose and fell in the '70s?
High Times Visits Lebanon's First Family of Hashish
You had better hide your cameras," the Catholic nun advised me in the back seat of the little service taxi, as the driver slalomed between the potholes and debris in the streets, quite skillfully, heading at breakneck speed out of Beirut for the road to Damascus.
One recent rainy P.M. in the none too distant, I found myself quaffing a monstroid sundowner at ultrasmart Elaine's Restaurant, where the good, the true and the incredibly nifty are apt to hang. It was at the height of the perennial New York August dope-drought, and the conversation—having run its usual labyrinthine gamut of who-is-sucking-who, where, when and everything but why, the talk turned to that very subject, Big D. dope, or more precisely, the remarkable lack of anything other than the old New Jersey Graveyard, Miami Make-Believe, Canadian Catnip or whatever other unspeakable yak-dung was being force-fed to your average Big A. hemphead.
Seed catalogs are fascinating, really. For example, the tomato section of a typical catalog has pages and pages devoted to the different tomato varieties. Some are early bloomers, others are moldor wilt-resistant. They have fruits ranging in size from a cherry to a grape-fruit, some for canning, others for juice.
A Funny Thing Happened on the way to deadline.... Well, maybe not funny, but definitely mildly amusing and tinged with poetic justice.
Dear Editor: I realize I missed the deadline but I've been beset by trivialities, like arguments with the female, car breakdown, a house guest for one week, and various other things I can't remember. One of them I can remember is that I had to get my driver's license renewed.
Meet our boys in Lebanon. Their likes and dislikes, plus how they feel about not being allowed to leave their base, load their weapons or smoke hash with the rest of the multinational peacekeeping force.
The Marine Bunker is the best watering hole in Beirut. The drinks are cheap, and there's no better way to wind down from a week of war than over a few cold ones at the Thank God It's Friday gala on the seventh floor of the U.S. Embassy. The Bunker is the most democratic pub in the city.
418 WE'VE QUAFFED THE SOMA BRIGHT And have immortal grown; We've entered into light And all the Gods have known. Gnostic verse 419 WHEN I'M NOT NEAR THE DRINK I love, I love the drink I'm near. Bonnie Stern, Toronto Sun, Aug. 1, 1979 420 DRUGS HAVE ALWAYS BEEN CONsidered either sacred or diabolical.
For the past 15 years Rick Derringer has been a tremendously influential rock musician, yet his name is still far from a household word. Where others have held out for the spotlight, Derringer has chosen to join the select band of behind-the-scenes musicians who set things up for the bigger names.
A band of marauding, sadistic bandits descend on an impoverished village like some evil plague, like a swarm of locusts, like an inexorable fire storm. They burn, kill, loot and rape—despoil the village (as they have time and again in the past) of all its crops, its sustenance for the coming year.
Since 1981, the Reaganauts have nagged the Jap government to rearm itself against the Red Menace. Though the top slants in the Tokyo Diet have reacted like just so much chickenshit teriyaki, your Nip in the street has shown some real enthusiasm, as these Kamikaze-of-Fortune mags imply.