Congratulations, I've just perused your September issue for the fourth or fifth time and am still finding tasty little bits to read and see. Also think such a beautiful face makes for quite a nice cover. J.J. Mongo via Internet I love the new format.
A historic decision in Kentucky brings legal hemp a little closer
The plea bargain offer was on the table: two days in jail, a $500 fine and probation. Woody Harrelson wasn't going to take it, but the reality was beginning to set in. Charles Beal, the lead attorney on his defense team, told him that if he was conuicted he could expect even more jail time.
The DEA destroys two crops of Native American hemp.
Laura M. Dellinger
PINE RIDGE, SD—A small army of armed federal and local law enforcement agencies swooped down on two hemp fields on the Pine Ridge Indian reservation here in the early hours of Rug. 24. Members of the Oglala Lakota Sioux tribe had sown hemp last Rpril, and the crops were near harvest.
By the time you read this, former Defense Secretary Richard Cheney may be America's Vice President. Yet investigators have now tied the Russian oil deals he helped arrange to financial sleaze and the former Soviet Union's booming drug trade.
A former Nicaraguan Contra seeking his green card will get an evidentiary hearing to describe in court his US-sanctioned drug-running during the early '80s. In late July, the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals in San Francisco ruled that Renato Peña Cabrera would be allowed to tell a judge his story.
Don't forget to vote this Nov. 7. In Alaska, you have a chance to make pot as legal as beer—to let people over 18 smoke it, have it and grow it. And five other states have proposals to legalize medical marijuana, limit asset forfeiture, and give nonviolent drug offenders treatment instead of jail.
While the GOP prepared to run a former cokehead for Prez, the Shadow Convention concentrated on the Drug War.
PHILADELPHIA—"If you're young and black and poor, there's no category called 'youthful indiscretion,' " the Rev. Jesse Jackson told the crowd in the University of Pennsylvania's Annenberg Theatre, drawing gospel-style shouts of "That's right!" At the "Shadow Conuention" crosstown from George Bush's nomination gala, Jackson denounced "a failed drug policy that built an ugly, shameful jail-industrial complex."
PHILADELPHIA—Defying an official ban, thousands of protesters took to the streets during the Republican Convention here—and 479 were arrested, one held on $1 million bail on minor misdemeanor charges. While the corporate media lauded city police for their "restraint," scores of protesters were jailed for more than 10 days without being arraigned.
Ontario's highest court has given the government a year to rewrite the law so medical users can get their herb.
TORONTO—The highest court in the province of Ontario has struck down Canada's 77year-old pot possession law. In their unanimous decision in the case of medical user Terry Parker, the Ontario Court of Appeal ruled that the law failed to consider the benefits of weed for conditions such as Parker’s epilepsy.
Six young children were killed and four wounded in the jungle village of Pueblo Rico after army troops allegedly mistook them for National Liberation Army [ELN] guerillas as they walked along a trail to their schoolhouse. The teachers accompanying them say they screamed at the soldiers not to fire, and local residents report that no one saw any ELN troops in the vicinity.
Los Angeles: Hydroponic, "Beautiful bright green nugs iced with loads of crystals, smells like heaven, tastes like Nirvana": $20/gm; $50 1/8-oz. Green Bud, "Nice green color, loads of red hair, always keeps you coming back for more, nice sweet flavor, a joint will keep ya happy for hours”: $20 l/4-oz; $30 1/2-oz; $55 oz.
Every Christmas, a strange metamorphosis transforms my Chef Ra persona into "The Universal Symbol of Giving and Ganja Love!" Namely, Santa Ra. A mysterious spirit takes over my semi-bulbous body. The rivers of testosterone that dominate my euery thought become benign.
Ingredients 4 large peeled and boiled sweet potatoes [Cover potatoes with water and boil for 30 minutes until soft, but not falling apart. For those who hate cooking from scratch, buy a large can of sweet-potato filling instead.] 2 large eggs 1 cup sugar 1/2 stick butter or margarine 1 tbsp molasses 1 tbsp cinnamon 1/2 cup evaporated milk 1/4-oz finely ground leaves or tops of the finest Christmas-tree ganja 1 9-inch pie shell [self-made or store-bought—your choice] Cooking the Christmas bud: Take a large double-boiler pot [a pot which is built with one pot separated by water from the other pot] and cook the 1/2 stick of butter ouer low flame with the ganja for H5 minutes.
Reading HIGH TIMES in Davidson, North Carolina, at least in the car, can get you searched. Last August, Davidson police stopped a woman driver for a "routine" license check. According to Assistant Police Chief Butch Parker, officers spotted the Charlotte, NC, weekly Creative Loafing in her car.
The year 2000 saw significant progress toward legalizing marijuana.
NORML Publications Director Even though we're not driving in hovercars and vacationing on the moon, the year 2000 was not a total washout—especially if you support ending marijuana prohibition. There's obviously much more that needs to be done, but our movement made some promising strides at the beginning of this new millennium.
Nouember 11 Mateel Community Center, Redway, California Dedicated to Jack Herer, the 10th annual Southern Humboldt Hempfest will feature a vaporizer-building contest overseen by Dr. Tod Mikuriya. November 19-24 Amsterdam, The Netherlands Seek out and celebrate the best strains of cannabis and hashish in the world.
WASHINGTON—Wayne Turner's dying lover begged him to get medical marijuana legalized. District of Columbia voters granted that last wish—and Congress denied it. Turner, now director of ACT UP DC, cowrote and cosponsored Intiative 59, the city's 1998 medical-marijuana initiative, with his now-deceased partner, Steve Michael (Freedom Fighter, Nou.
Lately, I wake up around 2 PM in the morning. I'm startled awake like a microwaved hamster by my automatic Pink Floyd. Roger "Embarrassing Bastard" Waters is singing: "Is there anybody out there?" while I pull my morning B-hit through the Big Buddha, my '80s-vintage US Water Pipe.
What’s special about this picture? in Pokara, Nepal, across the street From the Royal Palace, under the great Annapurna range, is the momo cafe. Momos are Tibetan ravioli-like dumplings made to order. Out Front, there's just enough room For this two-year-old, 11-Foot tree-like pot plant.
Every preseason we find out which pro football players like pot in addition to steroids and amphetamines. This year it's Michael Irvin, who got caught in Plano, TX with just under two ounces when a drug task force busted in on the newly retired Dallas Cowboys superstar and a female companion.
Here's a list of ways to face the world with an irie heart and a secret smile.
First and foremost, wash, wash, wash. This may seem obvious, but after a bong hit [or three—or five at the outside], you may be too lost in reverie to remember. Get that grungy resin residue off your fingertips and nails! Wash your face! If you're at home, indulge in an aromatherapy cleanser.
A few years ago in this space, I wrote about my performance at the Starwood NeoPagan Festiual, held at a private campground, where many women walked around bare-breasted. I described how, on the outdoor stage, my opening line was, "I'm gonna start with two words that have been thought year after year at these festivals, but which have never actually been uttered out loud, and those two words are, 'Nice tits.'
Christmas is coming early for Angel of California. He’s the winner of a free trip to the 13th annual Cannabis Cup in Amsterdam, sponsored by 420 Tours. Angel and a friend will be spending their Thanksgiving tokin' on the world's finest strains at the most prestigious celebration of marijuana in the world.
Over 100,000 weed supporters at Hempfest 2000 set rally record.
On Sunday, August 20, Myrtle Edwards Park was once again the setting for the Seattle Hempfest. The 9th annual event drew over 100,000 weed supporters, making it the largest marijuana rally ever in the US. It was a picture-perfect day. Rain on Friday worried Hemp Coalition directors Vivian McPeak and Dominic Holden, but by Saturday most of the clouds had dissipated.
Jack Herer couldn't attend Hempfest this year. The author of The Emperor Wears No Clothes was recovering at the Veterans Administration Hospital in Vancouver, WA from a massive stroke he suffered on July 14 at the Northwest Hemp Expo in Harrisburg, OR. Many activists traveled south from Seattle to visit Herer after the Hempfest there.
BOGGTA, COLOMBIA—The first US troops landed in Colombia last August, despite dire warnings from around the globe that "Plan Colombia" may lead the US into a Vietnam-like quagmire without reducing cocaine or heroin production one iota. Plan Colombia is the name of the $1.3 billion military-aid package the Clinton administration is giving to Colombia to fight drugs and end the decades-old civil war there.
Tarahumara Indians: Girl, 2, Poisoned in Brutal "Marijuana Raid"
A two-year-old girl was killed and hundreds of residents sickened after Mexican federal police allegedly sprayed herbicide in an "anti-marijuana" operation in the remote Tarahumara Indian community of Chorogui, Chihuahua State. In testimony to the Chihuahua State Human Rights Commission, residents of the mountain pueblo said that on July IE Federal Judicial Police [PJF] agents ransacked homes and held families at gunpoint, while a PJF helicopter unleashed a rain of toxic herbicide on the fleeing and panicked uillagers.
Marijuana needs its own collection of special songs, too. What's more, you can sing these carols all year long!
greetings from the dea
sucky Christmas party
on the run
no more bong hits for you
west coast hymn
drug czar dirge
[Sung to the tune of "It Came Upon A Midnight Clear"] They broke into my house last night, The scum-sucking DEA They threatened my wife and my kids with death If I didn't play ball their way They broke my shit and handcuffed me tight A horrible night for all But now I’m suing for all my stress These fucks had the wrong address [Sung to the tune of "Deck the Halls"] Wreck my high with disco music!
The FBI's "Carnivore" bites computer users in the ass.
Web Chron Force
The amount of information about you that is passed through your Internet connection is not only unsettling, it's mind-bogglingly worse than you know. Until recently, the most likely threat to the security of your personal data—passwords, e-mail, financial statements, etc.—was software already on your computer, some of which you know about, some which you may not.
In a medium-security prison in La Grange, Kentucky, Anthony Nicholas Ware has it. And at FCI Coleman, a federal prison in Florida, Raymond James Hannum has it as well. A "silent epidemic" that has swept the nation, hepatitis C is now the most common, chronic, blood-borne infection in the US. And it’s precisely the stealthy, long-term silence of the virus that makes it so dangerous.
At the finale of the Christmas show last year in Eugene, OR, I came out as a skid-row Santa, complete with rubber nose, plastic sack full of beer cans, and a pint of peppermint schnapps to fortify the holiday spirit. I also borrowed my wife Faye's blue egg bucket and labeled it: "Homeless."
Pennsylvama alt-rockers boogie to a different beat.
Growing up in New Hope, Pennsylvama's bohemian hamlet, gave ween vocalist Mickey Melchiondo (a.k.a. Gene ween] and guitarist Raron Freeman [Dean ween] the freedom to become serious rock'n'roll junkies and weed freaks. As teens, the duo gained popularity with punk-influenced four-track home recordings, earning cult-like status with the sludgy, dope-encrusted The Pod.
Homegrown hip-hop trio Dilated Peoples helps cultivate the West Coast underground.
Showing your face in the pages of HIGH TIMES is something that doesn't go without notice. So when underground hip-hop veterans Dilated Peoples were met with the opportunity, they couldn't help but think how their families might react. "This is my subtle way of coming out of the closet," explains the group's DJ, Babu of the Beat Junkies.
New Orleans jammers Galactic offer up a perfect gumbo of jazz and funk.
The New Orleans Jazz and Heritage FestiVal is closing its first weekend under the most beautiful weather imaginable, bright sunshine with low humidity and a refreshing breeze. Thousands of fans are packed along the grassy turf of the Fair Grounds racetrack, marking their spots with flagpole banners flying personal insignias.
Originally published in 1988 and recently reissued, Harry Shapiro's Waiting for the Man: The Story of Drugs and Popular Music [Helter Skelter] begins with a look back at the evolution of various drugs and smoothly segues into an early jazz history.
As long as cinema needs a truly despicable villain, something exotic to spice up its moralistic melodramas, an excuse for visionary celluloid effects, or quite simply as long as it sells, drugs will always be a part of the movies. A persistent taboo guaranteed to tantalize and terrify, the drug experience and the drug culture around it have been common grist for filmmakers since the early days of motion pictures, when Thomas Edison released Opium Joint in 1894.
"We are rolling!" Those are the first words you'll hear on Medeski, Martin & Wood's latest disc, The Dropper [Blue Note]. And rolling they are. While this funk-ridden jazz-jamming trio incorporates the rhythmic aspects of hip-hop as naturally as they celebrate the soulful organ groups of the '60s, MM&W remain musically distinctive and philosophically festive.
My politics are pretty simple. I look at the American system and its intricate balance of handouts and thievery the may a rat looks at a trap. They can keep their free cheese, I'll find my dinner somewhere else. I voted once in my life, for Bill Clinton over George Bush in 1992, because Desert Storm made me sick to be an American.
The fastest-growing market within the indoor-cultivation scene is high-tech odor control. High tech is always expensive, but not always necessary, so this list includes low-tech solutions as well. In fact, I think that's the best way to begin, by talking about the simplest ways to effectively disguise that wonderful yet hazardous [to your freedom] smell.
Ingredients: 1 lb. butter, 1 1/2-2 oz. of leaf/shake. Grind leaf/shake into fine powder. (Note: A coffee bean grinder works smashingly.) On very low heat, melt butter and mix in powder thoroughly. Sauté approximately 10 minutes. Remove from heat and allow to cool.
Who is really responsible for the JFK assassination Air America, Watergate, Iran-Contra and just about every other major scandal in recent history? Could the Barry Seal story provide the answer? Does Seal's sad saga provide a window on the Octopus that really rules America?
Mention Dan Forbes to most people and they'd draw a blank. But the Office of National Drug Control Policy certainly knows who Dan Forbes is. In January, Forbes, 44, broke the story on Salon.com about how the ONDCP secretly gave financial incentives to television networks to insert the government's zerotolerance War on Drugs message into the scripts of prime-time shows.
Grow America is reader-driven. Your submissions make all the stoners of the world dream of kind nugs. Send pictures (no Polaroids], tips, questions and stories to: Grow America, HIGH TIMES, 235 Park Ave. South, 5th Floor, New York, NY 10003.
After reading all your advice columns for 15 months I harvested 10 ounces of bud from 15 plants on my first attempt, using my own mix of potting soil, compost, bone meal and seeds from Holland—NL #5. The smoke was outrageous! Charlie Long Island, NY I hope this photo mill inspire people morldmide to toss domn their misconceptions and inhibitions.
These insidious arachnids are the most destructive pests of glasshouse and growroom cannabis. Indoor areas are commonly contaminated by bringing in cannabis clones from infested mother plants. Outdoor crops may also become infested in warm climates; Cherian reported 50% losses in field crops near Madras, India.
Get ready for HIGH TIMES’ biggest photo contest ever! Check out the grand prize! Is that a bubbler fit for a cannabis king, or what? Below are some photo instructions to help you on your way to victory. Prizes will also be awarded for second and third place, so get those flashbulbs popping and send your entries to Budshot Contest, HIGH TIMES, 235 Park Ave.
Yeah, yeah, I know. The Kushman is a rare breed who believes in cultivating from seed [much more fun] and using only 100% organic growing techniques. Now I'll concede that, in fact, my views have changed concerning cloning. It is a necessary advancement in marijuana horticulture that affords the grower several advantages.
Any grower using soil knows that watering can be a time-consuming task. Here is a simple, inexpensive hand-watering system that can be built by anyone at home. This system is best suited for gardens the size of a closet on up to a small room. The parts mentioned were purchased at Home Depot for a total cost of about $85.00, but can be found at other home improvement and hardware stores.
The first thing you need to understand is that hydroponic growing is not as complicated as most people think. I hope I don't start getting threats on my life from outfits that sell highpriced hydro systems, but let me tell you this: If you are a reasonably technical-minded person, you might feel stupid if you bought an expensive hydro system, grew one crop and saw how it worked.
In a recent HIGH TIMES you printed some Canadian seed-bank addresses. I sent C$105.00 to "ganjaland.com". I never got my order. I mailed it on June 14, 2000 from B.C. I received one answer, and I sent them five emails. This seed company advertises in HIGH TIMES. I'm writing so you can inform your faithful readers [myself 10 years] about this outrageous action.
Plan for next year: Order seed catalogs. Plan trips to acquire seeds if necessary. Surf the Internet for information on new seed varieties. Check out HIGH TIMES’ information on outdoor cultivation and how to move the little starts outdoors.
The dean of counterculture journalism, Paul Krassner, interviews many of Jerry's closest friends to create an intimate portrait of one of the greatest musicians of our time, When and why did Jerry go electric? How did his problem with hard drugs begin?