The war on marijuana is going up in smoke, and its about time. There is no bigger waste of money and resources in all law enforcement.
Failure is too polite a description for the long campaign to eliminate the pot trade in the United States. A colossal flop is what it is. After four decades and billions spent, marijuana is easier to get, and more potent, than ever.
More than 40 percent of all Americans over 12 have tried it, and at least 30 million people smoke it every year. The most recent national drug survey found that 18.1 million Americans had used it during the previous month.
Pot is now medically dispensed in 18 states and Washington, D.C. Its the largest cash crop in the nations largest agricultural state, California.
A legitimate pain reliever for cancer victims, medicinal marijuana is now available for an assortment of other symptoms, some of them conveniently vague and impossible to discount. Its not terribly hard to get a prescription.
In November, voters in Colorado and Washington dropped the pretense and approved the adult recreational use of weed. Other states will follow in coming years.
Absurdly, the government still classifies pot as a Schedule I Controlled Substance, the same as heroin and cocaine. Federal law prohibits medical marijuana use, and the Obama administration has taken action against dispensaries in California.
Its a lost cause, and an expensive one. Any true fiscal conservative should be outraged by the waste and futility.
States are rewriting their marijuana laws because thats what makes sense. Regulate it, tax it, and make a ton of money from it.
Another benefit of decriminalization is liberating overworked police and prosecutors, whose talents are being misspent on dumb, dead-end pot cases 50 plants in a grow house tended by some hapless bozo who doesnt even know where the seeds came from.
Most Americans would prefer to see drug agents shutting down meth labs and pill mills, which actually kill people.
Like it or not, marijuana is so deeply imbedded in our culture that it will never go away. You can find it on Wall Street, Main Street or K Street, on any college campus or military base.
Some drug experts fear that more lenient laws will increase consumption and abuse. Others believe a lawful marketplace will prove safer. Regardless, the saturation level of reefer is already high.
In 2011, according to FBI statistics, a marijuana-related arrest occurred every 42 seconds in the United States. Thats how abundant the stuff is.
Some of those who got busted were career criminals who happened to be caught with a joint in their pockets, but many were casual users or small-time sellers.
Those who get prosecuted on minor pot charges disproportionately tend to be Hispanics and African Americans, not the white college kids who are toking up a storm. Cannabis laws have always been selectively enforced, and lots of people are sitting in jail who shouldnt be there.
The current useless Congress is unlikely to tackle marijuana reform, but the Justice Department could do all taxpayers a favor by letting each state decide for itself.
Making pot legally available to adults will require caution. Colorado and Washington are wrestling with the logistics of sales and supervision. Tough penalties are planned for driving while stoned, or providing the drug to minors.
Inevitably, though, more states will ease their marijuana laws. Money is why; potential revenues from taxing pot cultivation and sales are too substantial to forego. Even the boneheads in Tallahassee will one day figure that out.
Watching Americas legalization movement with gloom are the Mexican drug cartels, whose vast profits from grass smuggling will wither with the loss of their most lucrative market.
Pot smokers would just as soon buy it from a licensed dispensary, but they will definitely keep buying it, no matter what the government does.
I recall sitting in an unmarked car with a DEA agent at a motel parking lot in Homestead. Other agents were positioned nearby.
They were all waiting to arrest a guy who was supposedly coming to deliver three bales of Colombian weed. An undercover team had set up the deal.
Time dragged on. Radios crackled. Everybody grew restless and bored.
A barefoot teenager happened to roll up on a bicycle. If he saw us and I dont know how he didnt it didnt seem to matter.
The kid pulled out a joint and lit up. Broad daylight, people all over the place.
If the windows hadnt been rolled up, the smoke would have filled the DEA car. The agent looked over at me and shook his head. All we could do was laugh.
The boy rode off on his bike. The guy with the bales showed up empty-handed, so the deal didnt go down.
That was 30 years ago. Nothing has changed.