I just read a book from the library written by an English woman whose son got into the 'new' pot - something called skunk.

He flunked out of his expensive high school. He got a 16-year-old pregnant. (One abortion got through.) One day he slugged his mother in the side of the head and broke her eardrum. He left home and lived hand-to-mouth.

And all the time he maintained that his dealer was a great guy and he trusted him completely.

Marijuana is no longer cute.



Mrzzy, the dealers are after money. Cut off the kid's money supply and they will lose interest. I hope.