Dont take this the wrong way because im not being a dick. If you dont like weed then why are you on this website?
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Firstly, I am not on the pot portion of the site but the "anything OTHER than pot" portion. Secondly, if you delve into my journal you will see that just because I don't like it doesn't mean that I don't involve myself in the culture and have a penchant for aspects of growing it. A lot like talking to a farmer who grows corn and HATES the taste of corn. "if you don't like corn, sir, why the hell do you subscribe to all the corn growing journals, and keep up with the latest advances on the growing and processing of corn"? I think marijuana is one of the most fascinating plants in nature, I think it is a beautiful plant, an enigmatic organism, a wonder, and I know that my not liking it does not detract from the richness of the culture, the effects, the history, and in many cases the personalities of thoses who DO like it.
What I also find interesting is the feeling of superiority that many pot smokers aquire, hell we had it way back when we thought we were better than "juicers", or those who made their particular culture about beer, or wine, or spirits. Now, for the most part, in my travels and conversations I rarely encounter evangelical drug users. I have yet to talk to a person who honestly recommends that others take up the practice of smoking ice. I don't find heroin users extoling the virtues of their drug of choice, they may offer, they may describe the effects but they don't evangalize. The same holds for every drug out there with the very possible exception of LSD, it has been a long time since I have heard anyone actively trying to proclaim that LSD is the magic cure all for societal and personal ills, they simply offer, and then go do what it is they do. They don't proclaim that theirs is the best drug, theirs is the superior drug, that theres is the "only drug", they simply state facts with little or no preaching, except for those who actually preach to others that their drug is NOT such a wonderful thing to become involved in.
All of those drugs, no evangelism, except for one. Pot. Pot users (not all, not all, I'll say it again, not ALL), are prone to attempting not only to convince others that their drug of choice is utterly benign (it is not), but that everyone should smoke it - not "try it" but become emersed in it. They attribute magical properties to it, they extole its virtues, and above all, they condemn other drug users as somehow inferior. They go on and on about "natural", they chide, scold and scoff at anyone who finds other drugs, some just as natural though admittedly more dangerous on a physical level, just as entertaining or alluring. See if I am not right, as recorded even in this sub topic. I have even heard and read people who say "I don't take drugs, I only smoke pot" - and actually meaning what they say.
I have yet to understand why pot, among all the other mood changing or preception changing chemicals out there has this effect upon people - or are people that have this trait naturaly drawn to pot? I dunno.
In the end, I am sorry I don't like to (let's be more precise here), smoke or otherwise ingest pot), I don't understand why people like it as much as they do and surmise that it must be that it has a different effect upon me than it does on others. I have asked them and never ever gotten a satisfactory answer. Pot seems to overtake my personality, my thought processes, my emotions, it, to me is far more powerful than any of the non-hallucinogenics, including heroin and speed. I will very rarely smoke it with company, I will very rarely smoke it alone unless it is before a movie I believe will not be too complex to enjoy. On occasion, when I wish to sleep, I might smoke a few puffs of this or that, and those folks I have met on this site can confirm that my smoke is rather unique, but when I do smoke just before bed time I run the risk of not going to sleep - then I will be forced to endure not only the sleeplessness but being high, with my thoughts racing down the same worn paths, concious of every noise and smell, flicker or movement for hours.