Some people claim to be harmless, but nobody is. By our nature, people make mistakes and people cause injuries. Sometimes people inadvertently harm themselves, or even intentionally experience some discomfort for a benefit.
I was telling a friend earlier today that I had to kill some ants a few days ago. They had come into our home and were making trails. There’s no way to live with that, if you think you can’t destroy the ants. But look at that slippery slope that opens up. If it’s okay to kill a few ants, or break a few eggs to make an omelette, doesn’t that open up the whole universe of evil?
No. Because ants are ants, and eggs are eggs, and people are people.
I’m not a pacifist but I am a harm reductionist. I’m still thinking about what that means but as much as people speak in flowery nuances about their principles, if you don’t keep them simple you can’t keep them at all because you won’t remember what they are when it comes down to the need to apply them.
So I say, what can I do in this circumstance to reduce harm, and that includes myself. I do not believe in self-sacrifice, you are blessed and loved and there are to be no more human sacrifices. Instead it is my purpose to make happiness in place of sadness. For suffering is not only physical, but mental and emotional as well. Even spiritual. Especially spiritual.
Nothing alleviates all this suffering and creates as much happiness as cannabis. Nothing in the world. You can talk all you want about how some people, maybe including yourself, don’t need cannabis, and so you don’t. But if you deny it to a suffering brother or sister, if you say that they must bear a pain that you cannot fathom, because you have felt yourself to be so strong that you cannot permit their weakness, you are shameful.
End cannabis prohibition now.