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Many people in this country (users or non-users) are looking to legalize marijuana.

I’ve taken some time and consideration on the issue, and I have come to a decision. Unfortunately, being a great realist (or perhaps pessimist would be more fitting), I do not understand why people would want to legalize marijuana. It doesn’t make sense.
They say that legalization of marijuana would fix the economy. There would be taxes on marijuana and the government would make wonderful money off of it. They say that legalizing pot would keep many, many people out of jail. No longer would we waste government spending on criminals that did not do anything very wrong.
Unfortunately, if they aren’t in it for drug use, they’re in it for tax evasion. Six one, half a dozen another. Nothing changes. Legalizing marijuana wont fix anything–it wont save the world. It is a fact that most drug users in jail are in it because of violence. Most non-violent drug users get treatment, not jail-time. Only 5% of criminals in jail are in it because of simple possession.
We are fed the propaganda that drugs are terrible, that they are monstrous, that doing them one time will kill us. That isn’t the case. However, they aren’t particularly good either. I don’t mind drug users (different strokes for different folks), but legalizing it will not FIX ANYTHING. Because we get to high school or college, and we discover that we in fact will not die from smoking pot or drinking alcohol, that doesn’t mean that we should go overboard. Because we learn that what teachers have told us since first grade isn’t accurate doesn’t mean that we should go after the heroin.

That’s my tangent for the day. In laments terms… don’t bitch to me about wanting to legalize pot.

Have a wonderful day!

Love,
Elizabeth <3

P.S. Don’t judge me. I’m willing to compromise, convince me if you can!

My eyes feel as if they are going to fall out of my very head. I have spent hours upon hours desperately searching for worthy articles to help me with my most recent assignment of  writing a paper about “Racial Stereotypes in Crime Television.” See, the problem here is that I don’t friggin’ watch any crime television! Therefore, I am taking knowledge (with proper acknowledgment of course) from any-and every-one who has observed said topic. The other problem is that my paper simply refuses to take a specific direction. To focus only on African American stereotypes or to focus on all minorities? To do a timeline layout of stereotypes in media over the years or to simply talk about specific shows and their impact? And that’s where the research comes into play; I thought maybe I could get some direction based on the articles I found. Unfortunately, every article I read is a god damned 15+ page dissertation which my tired and inept brain simply will not process! Whatever happened to the short, entertaining articles written at an elementary school level to disguise the plethora of valuable information within?

Oh, I also just recently had a bug crawl up my arm which made me freak the fuck out, and now I keep feeling imaginary creepy-crawlies all over me. Will this night of terror ever end?! Actually yes- yes it will- for I am going to declare temporary surrender to my paper and fall into a sleep filled with nightmarish dreams about due dates, paper cuts, and racial stereotypes in crime media.

Peace out, sauerkraut.
Elaine

The more I think about it, the more I realize that morality is mainly a conditioned response.

From the time we are children we are “taught” right from wrong. When we do something socially incorrect, we get punished, when we do something that is acceptable in society, we are rewarded. The way we are taught right from wrong isn’t much different than how a scientist conditions a rat to push a lever. If a child was raised without ever being taught right and wrong, or being punished for actions, I highly doubt they would have much of a “conscience,” which could also be described as the internal response to our moral choices.

If what I say is true, then the belief that humans are naturally good is foolish. More accurately it should be described as “humans are naturally bad, but taught and raised to be good” Humans are naturally greedy, selfish, seeking and doing what profits them the most, the countless wars of history are proof enough for that. It only makes sense then that the world is in such an awful state because there are currently more people alive than there have been those who have ever died.

Hmmm… That’s all I have for now, food for thought, though.

Humans are interesting beings; We feel very strongly about all our opinions, but most of them are just lines we picked up from our parents or teachers, and we have neither interest nor knowledge in the subject. So just to be clear, this is the form I’ll be using in this post:

<Statement>
<Seemingly contradictory statement>

Alright, we ready? Here we go!

“I’m not a racist!”
“I’m not ready for a black president.”

“Marijuana is a dangerous gateway drug, and should be illegal!”
“Come on guys, let’s go get shitfaced!”

“Apple is evil.”
“Microsoft is awesome!”

“Microsoft is evil.”
“Apple is awesome!”

“Dear Jesus, can we get some of the world peace, please?”
“Fuckin towelheads, think they can come here and do as they please, thinkin they own the damn place!?”

“I’m for democracy, and I they should have it too!”
“What, those people won? They’re terrorists! They’re an illegitimate fascist militant government!”

“We need to balance the budget!”
“What!? Gas is up 3 cents!?”

“Small government! Taxcuts taxcuts taxcuts!”
“Government better stay the hell away from my medicare!”

“I accept Jesus as my savior, I’m a born again Christian, and I read the bible every day!”
“Their religion preaches violence!”

And finally:

“Hey, Jesus, how about you give us some of that world peace, eh?”
“Socialism is nice on paper, but it’d never work out in real life!”

I’ve been pondering what my first official post should be on BRBcoffee.

The conclusion I came to was a post of what I, thus far, know I can write decently about. That would be poetry. So without further adieu. I present to you one of my poems.

What is hope?

I believe hope is the idea, that tomorrow will be better than today.
That the one thing you want the most, might someday be yours.
Like a candle in the dark, it lights our future. To some,

the flame might be brighter than to others.
The flame is fragile though, it can easily be blown out, lost, by the smallest wind.
If the flame is lost, to keep your flame sustained, and you theirs.
The two lights become one, and glow brighter, allowing you to see the obstacles ahead of you better,
and helps you get through it.