Legalizing the South
This week as a part of my ad hoc Legalize America Tour (50 by 50)[1] I had planned to join the Unity Cypher Torch in Raleigh, North Carolina. The Torch is a project of the East Coast Cannabis Coalition, which began the passing of this meter-long, joint-looking propane torch in Portland, Maine.
The Torch has made its way down the East Coast, stopping in each state along the way for a ceremony or event related to marijuana re-legalization. The event in Raleigh, held at the state capitol, was a prescription pill bottle drop. Patients brought their empty prescription pill bottles and piled them at the statehouse steps to represent all the medications they’ve been able to kick thanks to medical cannabis.
Alas, I was covering the Oregon Marijuana Business Conference in Eugene the day prior and a flight delay forced me to miss the event in North Carolina. I re-routed to South Carolina, where I ran into activist friends from Georgia who’d just come from the Raleigh event. Their pictures showed a thousand or more people gathered for the event.
South Carolina is still deeply in the throes of marijuana prohibition. Get caught with an ounce or less and you’re looking at a misdemeanor, a $200 fine, and up to 30 days in jail. Get caught and that could be a $2,000 fine and up to a year in jail. If you have less than ten grams of concentrate, it’s treated as marijuana, a misdemeanor. Any amount more than an ounce of flower or ten grams of concentrate is considered possession with intent to distribute, a felony worth five years and a $5,000 fine, to start. Any cultivation is also subject to those felony punishments.
It’s not just that South Carolina has these laws, but also that it seems like there are cops everywhere. I was staying just outside of Greenville. It was about a two-hour drive to get to the state capitol in Columbia. I believe I saw eleven different police vehicles on that drive
At the capitol, I met with Rosemary Wallace from Columbia NORML. We sat with the Torch and I asked her about her marijuana activism. She is a veteran and told me she uses cannabis to help deal with post-traumatic stress[2]. As we spoke, a few state representatives on their way to work passed us by. Rosemary smiled and greeted each one. One man noticed her t-shirt and read it alound, saying “Girl Scout Cookies?”
Rosemary smiled back and replied, “It’s my medicine, sir; a type of medical cannabis.” The man seemed surprisingly nonplussed by her response. Great poker face or support of medical marijuana, I couldn’t tell you.
We also discussed South Carolina’s passage of a CBD-only law. I asked if there was still nowhere in South Carolina for the parents of a qualifying epileptic child to get the medicine. Not only that, Rosemary told me, “whatever they can manage to get still won’t have enough THC in it. These people [legislators] think they passed a medical marijuana law, but they don’t know that the CBD oil won’t work for most people without some THC.”
Unlike North Carolina, we did not manage to attract a thousand people to join with us for the Unity Cypher Torch. In fact, it was just me and my friend from South Carolina and Rosemary there at the capitol. “I’m not surprised,” Rosemary explained. “Raleigh has a whole bunch of progressive people, like a little island in the South. People here are still afraid to come out of the [cannabis] closet.”
We three signed the Torch, adding our scrawls to those from all the states north of us that have participated so far.
Now I’m the courier for the Torch from Columbia, South Carolina, to Atlanta, Georgia. We’ll be at the State Capitol for a noon ceremony, then off to Olympic Park at 2pm. We’ll be at the National Center for Civil and Human Rights at 4pm where we’ll officially light the torch at 4:20pm. Then it’s on to The Pot Shop at 1166 Euclid Avenue in Little Five Points at 6pm for a live edition of my talk show on CannabisRadio.com. (Bring your June 2016 copy of HIGH TIMES and I’ll be happy to autograph my latest article on cannabis travel destinations.)
It is my goal to cover a marijuana legalization event in all fifty states by the time I turn fifty years old – January 31, 2018 – which will be my tenth anniversary as a marijuana reform podcaster. ↑
I don’t call it a disorder. It’s a perfectly good mind that’s suffered an injury. We wouldn’t call a broken leg “post-traumatic fracture disorder”, would we? It’s neither the leg’s nor the brain’s fault it got broken. ↑
