Visiting the Northwest for the first time this past April was sort of like traveling across the cannabis universe at hyper-speed. Perhaps this is because the cannabis I experienced during my nine-day excursion represents the pinnacle of mankind’s 3,000 year’s of experience working with the plant.
Liked the Cannabis Cup issue. But what’s the address of Homegrown Fantasy? I’ve heard of a book/magazine called The Mellow Pages. Where can I order it? Akita Memphis, TN Homegrown Fantasy is located at Voorbourgwal 87A in Amsterdam. The Mellow Pages, a guide to coffeeshops in Holland, is easy to find and can be purchased at many newsstands and coffeeshops in down-town Amsterdam.
C&S Specialty Builder's Supply Inc. of Harrisburg, Oregon, is producing hemp MDF (medium-density fiber) composite boards. In tests by Washington State University Wood Materials and Engineering Laboratory, the boards proved two and one-half times stronger than wood MDF composites.
"It was just a little walk in the park," former Van Halen front man David Lee Roth told Howard Stern the morning after he was arrested for marijuana possession during a drug sweep in New York's Washington Square Park on April 9. Roth's crime was buying a dime bag of pot.
We once smoked with impunity, sometimes to the point of insensibility, often smoking one every inning when our team was batting. If they hit a home run or broke open a huge rally, we’d jump and yell, "joint Factor!”—convinced we had willed the on-field heroics.
“HIGH TIMES—I really like that magazine,” Shannon Hoon exclaims rather loudly. "I've always wanted to be the pot reviewer!” We’re standing in the lobby of New York’s St. Moritz Hotel. A stiff, Republican-looking woman directly behind Hoon turns pale and gives us a look like, I’m a personal friend of Nancy Reagan's and you’ll rot in hell, hippie scum.
"God must have wanted us to get high," theorizes Basehead's Michael Ivey. “He made a plant for us to smoke. He must’ve been saying, ‘Hey y’all, get high, relax, mellow out. Smoke a joint and chill.'" Though he sings “I Need a Joint” on the group’s new album, Not in Kansas Anymore, Ivey does just fine today as he inhales from a custom-made bong designed by a member of the Basehead crew.
No matter how you slice and dice it, broil and stew it, our American history is a heavy meal, and much of what has been served to us as “the facts” is difficult to stomach. We’ve all wretched at the recognition of deception Europeans imposed upon Native Americans, for example, before choking down the indigestible version of the events proffered as some kind of sanctified heritage.
It’s a well-worn movie formula: Girlfriend demands Boyfriend stop a) skydiving, b) busting broncs, c) racing cars, d) devoting his life to police work or e) obsessing about the JFK assassination. If Boyfriend doesn’t, Girlfriend delivers Ultimatum: "It’s either _____or me.”
We get the best mail here at HIGH TIMES. Just as I’m sitting down to write this column, a cardboard box appears on my desk. Inside it is a vinyl disc titled Corridor of Dreams by a group called Simones. The cover has psychedelic lettering, lists songs like "Sinsemilla Morning” and features several depictions of magic mushrooms.
Are You Gonna Go My Way (Virgin) Are You Gonna Go My Way maintains Lenny Kravitz's consistent interpretation of rock legends (Hendrix, Lennon, Diddley, Prince) that began with Let Love Rule in 1989 and continued with 1991's Mama Said. It's his most polished album yet.
The latest casualty of the War on Drugs may be the public’s trust in the police. With officers facing the dirty job of enforcing drug laws that don’t make a dent in demand for drugs, it comes as no surprise that some succumb to the temptation to partake in drug profits.
LEE BROWN, FORMER TOP COP IN HOUSTON AND NYC APPOINTED DRUG CZAR
In April, President Bill Clinton announced his long-awaited choice for the nation’s third Drug Czar. In a surprise move, Clinton bypassed the reform-minded academics whose names had been suggested for the post. Instead he chose Lee Brown, former Houston police chief and New York City police commissioner.
THE STRANGE SAGA OF POPE MICKEY CEZAR AND THE CHURCH OF REALIZED FANTASIES
The Pope of Dope is tired. “Howdy, toots, howdy,” his Highness wheezes, fumbling with the assortment of pain killers—codeines and morphines—that he must now take to stop the throbbing pain of his cancer-ridden body. This is hardly the figure of boundless optimism I encountered in prison three winters ago, after the Pope—also known as Michael Cezar—was busted for operating a brazen marijuana-delivery service popularly known as Dial-a-Joint (the phone number was 1-800-WANT-POT) out of a comics store on Manhattan’s West Side.
A new airline may soon be lighting up US skies. Smokers’ Express Airlines, still in its formative stages, was dreamt up by William Walts and George “Mickey” Richardson, two Florida businessmen. The airline would allow passengers to puff to their lung’s content, while offering non-stop service at competitive prices to Orlando, Atlanta, Dallas, Las Vegas and Atlantic City.
DRUG WAR MILITARIZATION ESCALATES VIOLENCE IN DOWNTOWN POT SCENE
The Screen Print Company on East First Street looks like any other recently defunct East Village business—the floor strewn with trash, the Art Deco sign above marked with graffiti. A dusty sign in the window reads: “The bitterness of low quality is remembered long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten.”
Laotian refugee Deth Keomany of Binghamton, NY, had the apartment he shares with his 14-year-old son ransacked by police in a no-knock raid, leaving a smashed window, broken stove and torn-out light fixtures. It was the second time in three years that police raided Keomany’s apartment and found no contraband.
When Pamela SnowhiteDavis got busted in what has been called “the UPS Case,” she got national media attention as a cannabis activist fighting forfeiture laws, winning recognition and support from around the country. But little has changed for SnowhiteDavis, 48, in the eyes of Maryland authorities, who have slapped a prison term and other legal hassles on someone who has done little more than receive a package of marijuana in the mail—and sell HIGH TIMES along with the hemp products and Guatemalan woven goods at her Westminster clothing store, Liberation.
Authorities were unable once again this year to stifle free expression and make Ann Arbor’s annual Hash Bash go up in smoke. More than 4,000 people braved freezing temperatures and flurries of snow April 3 to gather on the Diag at the University of Michigan and celebrate the twenty-second annual freedom festival, which in recent years has become an important networking occasion for the national marijuana movement.
As a little kid, I had my own private religion, including my own personal prayer. “Please, God,” it began, “Let’s win and prevent all these wars.” World War II was in progress. German fried potatoes became home-fried potatoes. Sauerkraut became victory cabbage.
Recent reports of electric companies providing power-usage data to police agencies have many people worried that their indoor vegetable gardens might become the targets of misdirected marijuana raids. With the risk that even a single pot plant on hand can lead to a house’s seizure, it’s time to consider ways of protecting against this new threat to privacy, civil liberty and organic diets.
NORML WELCOMES THE FREEDOM FIGHTERS Or: WHO IS THAT BALD GUY IN THE SUIT?
In April I had a very pleasant—except for the weather—and interesting experience in Ann Arbor, Michigan, at the Hash Bash and Freedom Fighters’ Council. This was my first time meeting with the Freedom Fighters. Frankly, I approached the occasion with some trepidation and found that the trepidation was mutual.
American marijuana breeders and cultivators started moving their setups from the outdoors to the indoors in the late '70s. In most of the USA, this indoor revolution was in response to hyper-aggressive federal, state and local marijuana-eradication programs.
A SHORT HISTORY OF AMERICA'S FINEST INDOOR CANNABIS
BREEDING RAPID EVOLUTION
A SMALLER, MORE EFFICIENT FUTURE?
Marijuana growing started outdoors in Oregon and Washington in the early ’60s by a few curious tokers who planted seeds just to see what would happen. While these outdoor pioneers were able to produce some marijuana, nearly all of it was immature.
"Outdoors, when a plant ripens at the end of a season,” explains the Strain Seeker, a grower who lives in a small suburb outside Seattle, “it’s no big deal. You just pick it. Indoors, it’s a different story. It’s a real big deal.” The Seeker has a medium-sized indoor operation.
The breeding of improved varieties of cannabis adds a rewarding new dimension to one of America’s most rapidly-growing gardening hobbies. Indoor marijuana horticulture is gaining popularity across America, but only a very limited number of cultivators consciously select and breed their plants in an effort to create improved varieties.
...has once again become hard to find, so getting available varieties to achieve their highest potential is now especially important. The author of Marijuana Botany, widely considered the definitive guide to marijuana breeding, returns with tips for the modern indoor breeder, such as how to restore potency and vigor in strains weakened by poor inbreeding.
In March, 1990, Steven Hager was busy planning the first annual Freedom Fighters convention, to be held during the Ann Arbor Hash Bash on April 1. The previous year, the HIGH TIMES staff had traveled to Michigan aboard a psychedelic bus. Sadly, the old wreck had been put out to scrap.
Reading Jack Herer's book The Emperor Wears No Clothes, I discovered a lot of amazing facts: George Washington was a hemp farmer; all the soldiers at Valley Forge wore clothes made of hemp; the first American flag was made out of hemp. Even though I grew up with the '60s counterculture, I never lost my respect for our Founding Fathers.
“I REMEMBER the first time I visited HIGH TIMES—I thought, ‘What kind of place is this?'" Jeffery DeMarco says with a laugh. DeMarco, who invented and continues to market the Phototron through his privately owned company, Pyraponic Industries, Inc. II, believes he’s misunderstood.
On January 8, 1992, Pyraponic Industries, Inc. II filed for a voluntary petition seeking relief under Chapter 11 of the United States Bankruptcy code. At the time, Jeffery DeMarco wrote in a letter to the company's customers and creditors: “it is important to understand that the bankruptcy proceeding that we have filed is reorganization case, and not a liquidation case, and it is our intention to stay in business, treat our creditors fairly and continue to provide products and services for our customers.”
Arthur Alexander’s soulfully plaintive vocals and intimately sorrowful compositions have put him in the forefront of names mentioned when great songwriters are asked to name other great songwriters. The Beatles, Bob Dylan and the Rolling Stones (not to mention the Drifters, Bee Gees, Dusty Springfield and a hundred others) have covered his tunes, imitated his diction and paid tribute to his talent.
Two strains were grown outdoors in my back-yard garden in London: Thai-Mex x Northern Lights and Goan x Amsterdam Sensi Skunk, which we named "Goam." In the media Britain has been portrayed as a country with few pot growers producing poor-quality weed. This is not the case. There is a large network of indoor growers producing excellent weed.
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New York City: Mexican (1), "cheap, good, green": $220 oz. Mexican (2), "green, smokes fairly sweet, not bad at all for the money": $260 oz. Spud, "some kind of import, might be a Thai but probably not, strong": $80 1/4-oz. Hydro, "just available, very, very cheap, unusual floral smell, mild high for indoor but still very good": $300 oz.
Writing this page is one of the joys of my life. I sit down to work on it with fervor and gratitude, even if I’m totally stoned, which I am right now. It makes me all aglow and aglitter that here in the country I love, I can still hang with all you excellent herbalists who take the time to glance across these words.
Marijuana grows best under intense sun. The traditional cultivation areas for the strongest marijuana are all in the equatorial zones or close to them. Colombia. Jamaica, Hawaii and central Africa all receive intense sun and temperatures ranging from the high 70’s°F to the 100’s°F. Plants from the 30th parallel—in countries such as Lebanon, Nepal, Afghanistan and Mexico—are also known for strong marijuana.
by Cree McCree The incredible story of Janis Joplin—America’s most underrated rock’n’roll hero. Photos and artwork from the Jimi Hendrix Exhibition currently touring the US.Radical satirist Paul Krassner tells about Vietnam, the anti-war movement, free speech and how he didn’t get laid at Abbie Hoffman’s house in an excerpt from his new book, Confessions of a Raving, Unconfined Nut: Misadventures in the Counterculture.
HIGH TIMES' diverse, evergrowing range of readers live in geographically different areas of the USA and the world. Hence, they have grow problems unique to their local situations, whether they are indoors or outdoors, soil or soiless, organic or chemical.