The buzz about Cypress Hill hit the HIGH TIMES offices about seven or eight months ago when Jon Shecter over at The Source (the best rap rag around) hipped me to the fact that Cypress were into the hemp thing and were themselves major potheads—in fact, they even wrote songs about their devotion to the almighty herb.
In the December Letters column, David Samson of the Levi Strauss company stated that HIGH TIMES magazine had encouraged an “inappropriate use” of their 800 number by suggesting readers call to request jeans be made from hemp. The fact is that 800-USA-LEVI was set up to take calls from customers with new product ideas.
Arnold S. Trebach is an internationally-known expert on drug policy reform. He is president and founder of the Drug Policy Foundation and a professor in the Department of Justice, Law and Society at American University in Washington, DC. Drawn to the issue of the treatment of intractable pain, Trebach became interested in drug policy analysis in the late '70s.
The DPF conference officially began at 9 AM on November 14. Arnold Trebach, the organization’s president, opened the morning “plenary session” with optimistic words about recent victories in the drug-legalization fight. “We’ve got a lot to celebrate this year,” Trebach began.
The Swiss Supreme Court recently reduced penalties for hash dealers, overturning a 1983 decision that made the sale of more than 8.8 pounds a “serious offense” because of health risks. The Court reasoned that hashish does not detract from the “physical and moral health of large numbers of people,” and that it is no more harmful than alcohol.
Linda Noel is a founding member of the Freedom Fighters. Launched by HIGH TIMES in March ’89, the Freedom Fighters attempted to put more drama and excitement into the cannabis protest movement. They began staging rallies, wearing tricorn hats, carrying Betsy Ross flags and spreading the good word about hemp.
Freedom Fighter Gene Trosper reports: “For a while it seemed like the November 9 Hemp Tour stop in Lake Elsinore would not be happening. Problems kept piling up. First, the city wouldn’t give us a permit. No one is going to deny me my rights of free speech and to peaceably assemble on public property.
Jack Herer, author of The Emperor Wears No Clothes, and three members of his Help Eliminate Marijuana Prohibition (HEMP) group were arrested in the early morning hours of October 31 on drug charges. All four spent eight days in the Winnesboro, SC, jail before being released.
On November 14, Joe Gaddy began serving a four-month sentence for smoking a joint at the local police station as an act of civil disobedience protesting marijuana prohibition. Eight months earlier, Gaddy was the first of seven San Marcos, Texas, residents to “turn themselves in” (see “Freedom Fighters of the Month,” July ’91 HT).
(Paul Krassner, noted cynic, has had a good deal of time on his hands recently and spent some of it catching up with what’s on the tube. The following is a commentary on two of the shows he’s caught.) Blossom, an adolescent sitcom on CBS, recently had an episode titled “The Joint.”
For three weeks in October, the Dalai Lama, the ocean priest of Tibetan Buddhism, was in New York City to conduct Buddhism's ancient Kalachakra initiation. The political and spiritual leader-in-exile of the Tibetan people, Tenzin Gyatso, serves as an object of love and veneration for millions of believers.
I am a 35-year-old white male from a white-collar family. I’m educated, well balanced, rational, healthy and intelligent. I am also a “drug addict” who has been using drugs such as morphine, heroin and cocaine for the last 18 years. Presently, I am serving a 63-month prison sentence at the Federal Correctional Institution located in Fort Worth, Texas, the result of a drug manufacturing and trafficking conviction.
THE DREAM AT THE END OF THE WORLD: Paul Bowles and the Literary Renegades in Tangier
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Eek A Mouse (Island Records) Born in Kingston’s shantytowns, Eek A Mouse a.k.a. Ripton Hylton has developed a ’90s urban repertoire that reflects a myriad of modern reggae influences. Recording his first songs at the tender age of 17, Eek A Mouse hit his stride in 1981 with “Wa Do Dem.”
American intelligence agencies uncovered twisted experiments in mind control from the horrors of World War II concentration camps. What they learned was eventually used in chemical warfare tests on thousands of American soldiers and civilians. This is one soldier's story.
On four Wednesdays in February, 1958, 24-year-old Master Sergeant James B. Stanley became an unwitting participant in a US Army/CIA psychochemical-warfare experiment. This experiment would profoundly alter the course of his life. Stanley was one of 600 soldiers (plus another 400 civilians) given LSD and related drugs under a secret project known as MK/ULTRA, which was headed by Richard Helms, the CIA Director at the time.
MK/ULTRA, 10 kilos of LSD and the Eli Lilly company
CIA Director Richard Helms, who launched the secret drug program MK/ULTRA, once purchased the entire world supply of LSD—10 kilograms—from the Swiss company Sandoz Pharmaceutical for about $250,000. But even this amount wasn’t enough for CIA purposes.
B-Real is bummin'. Even though he and his homies, Sen Dog and DJ Muggs, have just completed two Thanksgiving shows at the world famous Apollo Theater, he's got a long look on his 21-year-old face. "Man, I'm tired," B-Real says, "and I got no weed."
Most of the unsolicited artwork that comes across the High Art desk is pretty abysmal—crayoned .stick figures on notebook paper with holographic unicorn and rainbow stickers adorning the accompanying envelopes. (Not to knock anyone’s self-expression—it’s all beautiful, just not suitable for publication.) But recently I received something different.
I recently grew three small plants in a 2’ x 1.5’ closet under two 1’-long fluorescent tubes. After 11 weeks, I managed a fairly decent harvest of red-haired, electric, sticky buds. Then I dried some of them on a shelf in a dark, moderately heated (low 70s) room.
A Rhode Island Red-Eye Adventure Neither overhead surveillance nor salt air nor Hurricane Bob could stop this pot farmer for all climates from reaping a righteous East Coast harvest.
Jay N. Hancer
Having grown reefer in Hawaii, Texas and Tennessee, I Was eager to try my skills In a Northeastern climate far removed from my home in the "green belt" down South. This past summer I had a small garden along the coast of Rhode Island.... Ahh! The summer paradise for fun in the New England sun....
There are virtually hundreds of programs offering drug treatment. While some are expensive, ineffective and useless (or worse), there are some excellent treatment programs that do work. Hopefully, you’ll never need drug treatment, but it’s likely you’ll know someone who will.
For some people, getting high changes from a recreation to a compulsion, from a pleasure to a habit. Those who look for help will find that many programs purporting to cure drug addiction are expensive, time-consuming and often not very effective.
For years, Howard Lotsof has struggled to get the government tinterested in a natural, nonnarcotic treatment for addiction made from the roots of an African shrub. Finally, the government is responding. In July, the National Institute on Drug Abuse notified Lotsof it will begin testing lbogaine.
Prices around this nation as of December 1st 1991 HAWAII Honolulu: Indica/sativa hybrid, “The Kind sticky, green, one-hit three-hour trip”: $40 1/8-oz; $300 oz. Sativa, “Red hair, 90-day wonder, few mature seeds”: $90 1/4-oz; $350 oz. Puna Hash Buds, “KGB (Killer Green Buds), great pipe dreams”: $50 1/8-oz; $400 oz.
Sick and tired of drug war hysteria, divide-and-conquer race card strategies, moralist diatribes against abortion, and the other crap usually associated Presidential campaigns? Tired of cyborg-faced, tight-assed candidates who only care about their immediate corporate constituents?
This monster is a real killer. It takes three breaths to fill it and two to clear. This 15-foot masterpiece is used only for special occasions, such as The Simpsons and Married With Children. It's a Buddha-kind treat! —The Cross Road Boys Somewhere, CO Am I invited to the next party?
Enclosed is a picture of one of our buddies. He passed out while partying, so we drew all over him. It’s all fun and games: You know the code! —Pat the Pothead & The Chicago Party Boys Chicago, IL Ahhh, friends. What would we do without them? Send another photo of the poor boozer with his address and I’ll send him his money!
Some time ago I needed a break from everything that was bringing me down. I needed to find an escape route off the planet. I needed my own guru to teach me sex yoga or something to lift my inner spirit from the depths of despair.
Last November saw perhaps this century's scariest moment in American politics: Dave Duke's run for Governor of Louisiana, in which he garnered over 50% of the white vote (60% of the Cajun vote). A bad sign to be sure, but Louisiana’s politics have always been screwy.