It was a graduation. It was June. The ceiling fans spun overhead and the microphone squeaked when a young woman began to speak. "Before I came here," she said, "I was a student. ..." She paused. The crowd listened patiently, some fanning themselves against the heat. "I was a student addicted to cocaine and marijuana. And I was an alcoholic. ..." Many nodded. "My attendance decreased. I had no self-esteem. ... I was just a lost soul. ..." More nods. A yell of encouragement. [continues 599 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow, because she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" one of them yelled. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them she was sorry, but she couldn't because she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to get up. Again, she said she couldn't because she used leg braces and crutches and she needed her hands for those. [continues 587 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow because she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" one of them yelled. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them she was sorry, but she couldn't because she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to get up. Again, she said she couldn't because she used leg braces and crutches and she needed her hands for those. [continues 528 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow, since she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this particular morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" one yelled. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them she was sorry, but she couldn't, she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to "get up!" Again, she said she couldn't, because she used leg braces and crutches, and she needed her hands for those. [continues 513 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow, since she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this particular morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" one of them yelled. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them she was sorry, but she couldn't, she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to "get up!" Again, she said she couldn't, because she used leg braces and crutches, and she needed her hands for those. [continues 523 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow, because she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" yelled one of them. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them that she was sorry but that she couldn't, because she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to get up. Again she said she couldn't, because she used leg braces and crutches, and she needed her hands for those. [continues 427 words]
Her mornings are never that good anyhow because she wakes up with a leg that is withered from polio. Still, this morning was truly bad. She opened her eyes and saw five federal agents pointing rifles at her head. "Get your hands up!" one of them yelled. "Get out of bed!" yelled another. She told them she was sorry, but she couldn't because she was crippled. They put her in handcuffs and again told her to get up. Again, she said she couldn't because she used leg braces and crutches and she needed her hands for those. [continues 596 words]
Let me give you the straight dope on the NBA's marijuana policy: There is no policy. You heard me under NBA rules, if a player wants to puff a joint, then go out and play a game, there is nothing to stop him. Nothing, of course, except that it's against the law in most places. But if the player can beat that, the league has no punishment. It won't even test him. This is astounding. In a sport that pays for and depends on maximum physical performance, there is no testing for marijuana? No penalties for being arrested for possession? [continues 786 words]
