Pubdate: Mon, 07 Jan 2013
Source: Bellingham Herald (WA)
Copyright: 2013 Bellingham Herald
Author: Carl Hiaasen, The Miami Herald


The war on marijuana is going up in smoke, and it's about time. There
is no bigger waste of money and resources in all law

Failure is too polite a description for the long campaign to eliminate
the pot trade in the United States. A colossal flop is what it is.
After four decades and billions spent, marijuana is easier to get, and
more potent, than ever.

More than 40 percent of all Americans over 12 have tried it, and at
least 30 million people smoke it every year. The most recent national
drug survey found that 18.1 million Americans had used it during the
previous month.

Pot is now medically dispensed in 18 states and Washington, D.C. It's
the largest cash crop in the nation's largest agricultural state, California.

A legitimate pain reliever for cancer victims, "medicinal" marijuana
is now available for an assortment of other symptoms, some of them
conveniently vague and impossible to discount. It's not terribly hard
to get a prescription.

In November, voters in Colorado and Washington dropped the pretense
and approved the adult recreational use of weed. Other states will
follow in coming years.

Absurdly, the government still classifies pot as a Schedule I
Controlled Substance, the same as heroin and cocaine. Federal law
prohibits medical marijuana use, and the Obama administration has
taken action against dispensaries in California.

It's a lost cause, and an expensive one. Any true fiscal conservative
should be outraged by the waste and futility.

States are rewriting their marijuana laws because that's what makes
sense. Regulate it, tax it, and make a ton of money from it.

Another benefit of decriminalization is liberating overworked police
and prosecutors, whose talents are being misspent on dumb, dead-end
pot cases - 50 plants in a grow house tended by some hapless bozo who
doesn't even know where the seeds came from.

Most Americans would prefer to see drug agents shutting down meth labs
and pill mills, which actually kill people.

Like it or not, marijuana is so deeply imbedded in our culture that it
will never go away. You can find it on Wall Street, Main Street or K
Street, on any college campus or military base.

Some drug experts fear that more lenient laws will increase
consumption and abuse. Others believe a lawful marketplace will prove
safer. Regardless, the saturation level of reefer is already high.

In 2011, according to FBI statistics, a marijuana-related arrest
occurred every 42 seconds in the United States. That's how abundant
the stuff is.

Some of those who got busted were career criminals who happened to be
caught with a joint in their pockets, but many were casual users or
small-time sellers.

Those who get prosecuted on minor pot charges disproportionately tend
to be Hispanics and African Americans, not the white college kids who
are toking up a storm. Cannabis laws have always been selectively
enforced, and lots of people are sitting in jail who shouldn't be there.

The current useless Congress is unlikely to tackle marijuana reform,
but the Justice Department could do all taxpayers a favor by letting
each state decide for itself.

Making pot legally available to adults will require caution. Colorado
and Washington are wrestling with the logistics of sales and
supervision. Tough penalties are planned for driving while stoned, or
providing the drug to minors.

Inevitably, though, more states will ease their marijuana laws. Money
is why; potential revenues from taxing pot cultivation and sales are
too substantial to forego. Even the boneheads in Tallahassee will one
day figure that out.

Watching America's legalization movement with gloom are the Mexican
drug cartels, whose vast profits from grass smuggling will wither with
the loss of their most lucrative market.

Pot smokers would just as soon buy it from a licensed dispensary, but
they will definitely keep buying it, no matter what the government

I recall sitting in an unmarked car with a DEA agent at a motel
parking lot in Homestead. Other agents were positioned nearby.

They were all waiting to arrest a guy who was supposedly coming to
deliver three bales of Colombian weed. An undercover team had set up
the deal.

Time dragged on. Radios crackled. Everybody grew restless and

A barefoot teenager happened to roll up on a bicycle. If he saw us -
and I don't know how he didn't - it didn't seem to matter.

The kid pulled out a joint and lit up. Broad daylight, people all over
the place.

If the windows hadn't been rolled up, the smoke would have filled the
DEA car. The agent looked over at me and shook his head. All we could
do was laugh.

The boy rode off on his bike. The guy with the bales showed up
empty-handed, so the deal didn't go down.

That was 30 years ago. Nothing has changed. 
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