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Thoughts On Coca, Cannabis, Opium & Tobacco – Gifts Of The Great Spirit

Are We Citizens, or Serfs?

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IMG_0530xLately I’ve been wondering why so many states are finally recognizing the People’s right to have unrestricted access to Medical Cannabis while the Federal government continues to threaten and attack those same People under state-sponsored terrorism laws feebly disguised as a “War on Drugs”. I realize that I might seem to be Captain Obvious here, but it’s clear to me that the Federal government doesn’t actually consider us citizens anymore whereas at least some of the states still do. Since only citizens have rights of the kind enumerated in those outdated documents the US Constitution and Bill of Rights, once the Feds decided several decades ago that we weren’t citizens (unlike corporations, which do have rights because they are “persons”) then they didn’t have to respect our rights because it turned out that we didn’t have any left. Surprise!

However, in some of our states we are still citizens. This may have something to do with the fact that in most states the Legislators no doubt consider themselves citizens, whereas we all know what happens to politicians once they set up shop inside the DC Beltway. They become untouchable demigods, surrounded by layers of heavily armed goons and protected from upstart former citizens by laws with quaint names like “The Patriot Act” and now the “American Freedom Act.”

This dismissive attitude and well-protected existence enables them to create Federal agencies with names like “Homeland Security”, “Internal Revenue Service”, and “Department of Justice”, whose missions are designed almost exclusively to keep Americans securely under the iron-clad fist of the Federal government.

In contrast, state legislators actually live in the communities that they at least nominally serve, and since most state legislatures meet for only limited periods of time each year these people actually have to live among and interact with the people who make up their communities. This means, among other things, that state legislators, judges and even police have regularly come face to face with friends, neighbors and family members who are suffering from diseases that the medical industry only exploits – hardly ever cures – and who over the past few decades have managed, in spite of the Federal government’s terror squads, to discover that Cannabis helped them where none of the FDA approved poisons of Pig Pharma did anything but drain their bank accounts and make their already painful lives more painful and much shorter. (And Pig Pharma accomplished all this while racking up $400 Billion a year – almost 3% of total US GDP.)

So I’ve come to the Captain Obvious conclusion that the reason that Medical Cannabis has finally become a reality in so much of the US is because we still are (perhaps) a nation of free states more than we are an enslaved Federal “union”. Those of us who have worked so hard to make Medical Cannabis a reality should not neglect this source of our success. We should be as active in the fight to restore State’s Rights as we have been in the fight for legal Medical Cannabis. The two root sources of freedom and liberty are inextricably linked, and it is up to us to strengthen these roots. If we fail to do the tree of freedom and liberty, already withering, will die and the Federal monster will finally completely subjugate us. To the Federal government we are not citizens, but “taxpayers” and “consumers” – in a word, Serfs – and we should never forget this basic difference between our state governments and the odious Feds.

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Author: panaceachronicles

When I was a child I moved around the world with my military family, always traveling by ship in the days before aircraft could cross oceans. I would spend hours on deck writing messages, sealing them with candle wax in bottles I snagged from somewhere on board, and then consigning them to the sea knowing in my heart that they were on their way to someone, somewhere who would read them. Sometime replies arrived at my grandparents’ house years later, and they would forward them to me wherever I was living. From these contacts I developed pen-pals who I stayed in touch with for many years. I was fortunate to develop, very early in my life, a sense of the network that invisibly but seamlessly connects us all.

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