Happy 420 Day.
Stoners in Boulder, Colo., used to treat this day as a smoke-filled holiday, known for one of the biggest 420 fests in the U.S. Legalization arrived via the voters in 2012. There now are hundreds of marijuana dispensaries in the first state to start selling legal recreational weed.
Wyoming, on the other
hand, well, Wyoming is Wyoming. It will be the last state to approve it. Meanwhile, liquor rules the land. Prohibition (1920-1933) was a joke in this state
while the temperance types in Colorado got an early start by prohibiting booze in 1916. Ah, Colorado, our sober southern neighbor.
Bootleggers abounded in WYO border
towns for thirsty Coloradoans, Utahans, Nebraskans, Dakotans, Montanans, and
Idahoans. Moonshine was an export commodity long before fireworks and fresh-faced
UW grads. You can visit museums around the state that feature well-preserved stills from the 1930s. Museum volunteers lecture school groups on the bad old
days when everyone was stewed to the gills with illicit hooch. Look how far we’ve
come! Wyoming has a huge alcohol abuse problem. It also had the second-highest
number of teen drug arrests in 2016, topped only by neighbor South Dakota and a
bit more than neighbor Nebraska. Here’s a recent headline from the Cowboy State
Daily: “Fentanyl Deaths in Wyoming Increasing; Federal, State Officials Worried.”
My drugs of choice these days
tend to be heavy on the Zs: Prozac, Zyrtec, Mirtazapine, Zestril. This is what
happens when you have depression, get carted away with a heart attack, and
sneeze your head off from May through October. These meds are prescribed liberally by physicians and pharmacists. Drug company reps hand out free
samples. They need to be used with care as they carry a list of side effects (some
alarming) listed on the three-page printout you get with each prescription. Oxycontin
and Fentanyl carry similar warnings which nobody reads.
I’m pleased that the medical
establishment gives us info so we can make decisions about what to take and
what to jettison. No such lists were issued with the recreation drugs of the
60s and 70s. Our parents knew nothing nor did any adult we depended on for
advice which we readily ignored. I was thinking about this the other day. KUWR’s
Wyoming Sounds’ Throwback Thursday featured Grady Kirkpatrick playing songs on
the forbidden list issued by an Illinois state law enforcement agency in 1971.
The songs allegedly encouraged the use of illegal drugs. They included PUFF THE
MAGIC DRAGON (Peter, Paul, and Mary), HI-DE-HO (Blood, Sweat, and Tears) AND
LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS (Beatles).
The list was probably inspired by
Nixon’s War on Drugs. "Puff" was targeted due to the fact
that marijuana cigarettes needed to be puffed in 1971 (no edibles or ganja-infused beer). Too many puffs and you
saw magic dragons. Lucy was obviously an abbreviation for LSD which, if you had
the good stuff, you would definitely see magic dragons, sea nymphs, and Jesus. I
have it on good authority that some frat boys saw our savior after imbibing too
much Purple Jesus punch, a once-popular grain alcohol/Hawaiian Punch mixture.
I don’t get why “Hi-De-Ho” is on
the banned list. Some lyrics:
Hi de ho
Hi de hi
Gonna get me a piece of the sky
Gonna get me some of that old sweet roll
Singing hi de hi de hi de hi de hooooo.
I looked up the song, originally
sung by Dusty Springfield. I don’t see the drug references. Sure, some druggies
may be reaching for a piece of sky. And stoners might satisfy a craving with
sweet rolls such as the frisbee-sized concoctions served at Johnson’s Corner truck
stop in Colorado. But it’s a stretch.
Hi-De-Ho was a phrase used
liberally by Cab Calloway. He may have smoked weed as musicians seemed to like
their drugs in the Roaring 20s and the Pretty Exciting but Impoverished 30s. The
police noted that hip musicians tended to be African-American and their music
was enjoyed mostly by jitterbugging minorities. Go to YouTube and watch jitterbugging
clips. You could be stoned making those moves but I have my doubts. The
fast-paced dance featured jittery music and lots of throwing around partners’
bodies. One false move and your date could end up a bleeding and broken thing on
the bandstand.
The dances I remember from high
school were not complicated but needed a bit of sobriety to carry off. The
dances I remember from 1970s rock concerts were as groovy and free-flowing as a
20-minute Grateful Dead jam.
Hi-De-Ho.
2 comments:
Mike,
Don't know if Wyoming has Medical Marijuana, but should look into it if it does. We have this even in backward Missouri.
To answer your question on Cab Calloway, google "Cab Calloway Reefer Man". First saw this in an old movie I was watching (stoned, of course) and could not believe it!
https://g.co/kgs/7sEyPM
No Medical Marijuana access in Wyoming. Activists tried several times to get initiative on the ballot but fell short of the necessary signatures. Guy who runs a local hair salon said that all of his gray-haired ladies signed it. This gray-haired man signed it. All of us with aches and pains treated with toxic drugs saw the wisdom of replacing Percocet with a cute cannabis-infused Gummie bear. But, alas...
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