Marijuana, pot, weed, bud, grass, the devils grass, the wacky tobaccy, the ganja, the herb, the sticky icky, hemp; there’s one that doesn’t fit the list. Hemp and marijuana come from the same plant this is true. Cannabis sativa is the technical term for the plant. THC is the narcotic agent in marijuana. Marijuana has about 20 to 30% THC where as hemp contains less than 1 percent, making it useless as a drug. You could smoke a 15 foot stalk of hemp and not get high. Hemp is the most misunderstood, misrepresent, and unnecessarily feared substance in America yet ironically has played a key role in our countries development all the way up to world war two. Hemp is a incredibly versatile substance it’s being researched to used as biodegradable plastic, a bio-diesel fuel, and a whole other host of bio products.

Hemp once was a essential part of America along with the world. It’s can be traced back over 10,000 years ago in pottery. If prostitution can be the worlds oldest profession, hemp might be the world oldest industry. There was established laws making farmers grow a certain quantities of hemp. In 1619 the first law to have all farmers grow Indian hemp seeds in the colony Jamestown, Virginia followed by connected in 1631, masseuses in 1632, and so on. In 1705 an act was passed that would offer 6 pounds for every ton of hemp produced in the united states. Not only did we produce hemp but it was a huge import into the colonies. For two hundred year we were able to pay taxes with hemp… We can’t even phantom a time when that was a reality. George Washington, the man that is on ever quarter and every dollar bill that the untied states prints grew and advocated growing hemp.

Hemp was completely legal until 1937 when Congress passed the Marijuana Tax Act outlawing marijuana and placing heavy restrictions on the growing of hemp including needing a permit, making growing Hemp economically impossible.

War and hemp, hemp and war what a odd combination. Not really we need cheap, strong rope and clothes… hemp provides both. During World War II farmers were encouraged to grow hemp for the war effort “hemp for victory.” In 1942 hemp was need for rope so it was legalized until the end of the war when the “prohibition” was stared again. Hemp for victory, such a ironic term for in 1861 Sterling Price of the confederate army in Lexington Mass. ingenuously used bails of hemp to shield his soldiers form northern fire . They rolled the huge bails of hemp and fired from behind them as they moved… winning the battle. Obviously we can’t be preoccupied with the fact it was the south that won, just the fact of how they won.

Hemp could be in almost every product we use today, but is not it was banned in the interest of a few large corporations. Oil, fuel, plastic, paper, rope, soap, tea, lotion, and a whole other host of products can and are produced with hemp. Until 1883, 80 percent of the worlds paper was made from hemp. There was an estimated 80 millions dollars in sales on hemp products in 2000 world wide. Hemp produces more paper and can be recycled more times than the same acre of forest. Dupont, the forests industry, the cotton industry, and grand total of 19 companies all played a key role in wiping the cannabis plant out of the united states. We were the first country in the world to order the destruction of the hemp plant even if it was for industrial use. There is an organization that created car that run off of hemp fuel traveling the Untied states. Not only can bio-diesel be made from hemp but airplane fuel, and even methanol worth of nasal. Between July 4 2001 and October 2^nd 2001 the hemp car drove a record 10,000 miles across the untied states on only bio-diesel fuel. Bio-diesel type fuels are not a new idea. Henry Ford, Founder of the Ford Motor company foresaw the use of hemp as both a material for cars and fuel all the way back in 1930. Ford engineers extracted methanol, charcoal fuel, tar, pitch, ethyl-acetate and creosote. These are all essential to so any industries and are all supplied by the oil industry.

From a war hero, to Assassin of our Youth, from billion dollar cash crop to reefer madness, and from a product to a drug. Imagine where the untied states might be if low THC hemp was legal for every one.

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.
martin luther king jr.

Santa can shove this fake holiday up his and his god damn imaginary reindeer’s ass. This holiday is so horrible. When we become parents god help us, we’ll see this holiday for what it is, greed festival. Greed-mas is when all the poor parents that can’t afford the over priced toys that are marketed to the kids like a fucking drug, a social drug that melts their fucking hard earned money to a puddle of boiling plastic. I hate thanks giving too but that for a different reason I just don’t like my family. But at least on thanks giving you don’t have to spend outrageous amounts of cash for shit you’ll throw away. Why can’t we just get together and have another big party like thanks giving and “celebrate” Jesus birth… ohh yeah that’s what this holiday is for… well fuck. Really don’t matter seeing I don’t believe in god but hey. My mom use to work 2 jobs to get my brothers and I, the gifts we wanted, I of course didn’t see the stress that was bearing down on her. Ho did this holiday become such a corrupt and horrible time of year. I see car commercials advertising there cars like it would be nothing to go buy a quick stocking stuffer, a new Jaggier, and the fucking Zalles diamonds are forever starting at ONLY 999.99. Ohh as for Santa’s, you fucking corporate sell out. Did you know the reason he’s red is… d4rumb roll please, coke decided to color him red as a marketing ploy form his original black and white…. Chimneys, soot, cough ect, and I guess it worked he’s now one big red fucking marketing tool. So what’s this all about, why am I ranting about this tonight. Because if every person in the entire untied states were not to show up to work, no buy a single god damn thing just for a single day… our country would fall apart and every seam.

I had an epiphany, I’ve been rolling the idea of marriage over and over in my mind. I truly don’t like the idea of marriage, how can you with our devoice being at 50% and it feels like the worlds going to hell. 60% of the You ES of A-holes is obese, which reflects the way our nation is, bunch of fact, redneck aristocrats. My mo is going to be getting married to one of the biggest ass, I know. But you know what? He’s so kind to her, and some how she sees something in him. For all his short coming he’s makes my mom happier than I ever seen her. I couldn’t figure out what I had against him, besides being a jerk to me. It’s the fact I hate my dad, and how horrible of a person he is. I’ve been masking the fear of loosing my mom with the assumption that he will be just like my dad, ruin her life all over. To under stand why I hate my dad you have to under stand y her hatred my half brother so much. He is jealous of my brother and blames all his problems on him. Use him as the biggest scapegoat goat in the history of his pathetic life. Yes my brother has his problems, but I bet if you trace them back you’ll see my dad is the center point if it all. He calls my brother “evil” and says he’s going to sue him…. For what? Who the fuck knows. He thinks the reason I hate him is cause my mom brain washed me lol “I shall laugh the worst laugh I have ever laughed” Robert frost. Have you ever heard of something so obtuse, how do you come to some conclusion like that? Further more he try to tell me my brother raped me. Take a second to think that over… He said I just blocked it out of my memory, how convenient for him I must say. Fuck you and your god damn existence I wish you never laid you seed of decent in my mom. True I wouldn’t be here but nether would suck a fucked up mans influence on my mom. A fear of becoming my dad in beneath my skin like a parasite it feeds off me taking my soul one bit at a time. Like pulling a devil out of me I disowned him from my life. Daren tried to tell me to keep him in my life, I have made him my enemy from his own deceptions and I will not let him find my weakness. Maybe one day he’ll realize his two children hate him and change, butt hope is just empty, how can a man like that eve change. He has instilled in me the fear of marriage, of failure, and this chains will be broken one link at a time.

please don't say i'm nothing like him

Tough color selection to read. Much of what you say is true. One problem, if all men acted as you suggest throughout our history, you would have no blog rights either. Thank God there are men of character and courage who choose to defend us. Typing words in anger with bravado requires neither.

Response:

ANTI-FLAG

"Anatomy Of Your Enemy"

10 easy steps to create an enemy and start a war:
Listen closely because we will all see this weapon used in our lives.
It can be used on a society of the most ignorant to the most highly educated.
We need to see their tactics as a weapon against humanity and not as truth.

First step: create the enemy. Sometimes this will be done for you.

Second step: be sure the enemy you have chosen is nothing like you.
Find obvious differences like race, language, religion, dietary habits
fashion. Emphasize that their soldiers are not doing a job,
they are heartless murderers who enjoy killing!

Third step: Once these differences are established continue to reinforce them
with all disseminated information.

Fourth step: Have the media broadcast only the ruling party's information
this can be done through state run media.
Remember, in times of conflict all for-profit media repeats the ruling party's information.
Therefore all for-profit media becomes state-run.

Fifth step: show this enemy in actions that seem strange, militant, or different.
Always portray the enemy as non-human, evil, a killing machine.

[Chorus:]
THIS IS HOW TO CREATE AN ENEMY. THIS IS HOW TO START A WAR.
THIS IS HOW TO CREATE AN ENEMY.

Sixth step: Eliminate opposition to the ruling party.
Create an "Us versus Them" mentality. Leave no room for opinions in between.
One that does not support all actions of the ruling party should be considered a traitor.

Seventh step: Use nationalistic and/or religious symbols and rhetoric to define all actions.
This can be achieved by slogans such as "freedom loving people versus those who hate freedom."
This can also be achieved by the use of flags.

Eighth step: Align all actions with the dominant deity.
It is very effective to use terms like, "It is god's will" or "god bless our nation."

Ninth step: Design propaganda to show that your soldiers
have feelings, hopes, families, and loved ones.
Make it clear that your soldiers are doing a duty; they do not want or like to kill.

Tenth step: Create and atmosphere of fear, and instability
and then offer the ruling party as the only solutions to comfort the public's fears.
Remembering the fear of the unknown is always the strongest fear.

[Chorus (repeat)]

We are not countries. We are not nations. We are not religions.
We are not gods. We are not weapons. We are not ammunition. We are not killers.
We will NOT be tools.

Mother fuckers
I will not die
I will not kill
I will not be your slave
I will not fight your battle
I will not die on your battlefield
I will not fight for your wealth
I am not a fighter
I am a human being!!!

Note: no mater how much you try to prove this wrong, you find your self useing the smae bull shit the media uses on you. you know this is true, you know thier lieng

To believe in something, almost anything at all, has to be the hardest things for a person to do. We’re molded, sculpted, and shaped around every failure; every incident where you got left behind; like a scare in your back the failures follows you. It’s sad but that’s how we learn best is though mistakes and failures. I’m sure the first time you ever put your hand on a hot stove was probably the last. Skeptics by nature, where were raised into a society that shows mistrust is the only way to survive. The mental anguish we are drug through from the very moment we begin to from ideas of our own. Misleading advertisements, Government scandals, and even the media, all lying and deceiving to earn you falsely sought after trust.

I do not believe in god. It took me many years to figure out why it was so hard to say that. Fear, It drives us as if it was the ultimate motivator. You don’t even have to think to be afraid. You become dumb, blinded, like if you were to say the heavens them selves would open up and strike you dead when you’re afraid. Almost every one believes in some sort of higher power, does that prove it is true? If so how can there be so many different ones? Think back to the great wars of the religions, they still continue today. Even if you were to just look at Christianity, you see a struggle for power. Nowhere in the bible does in say people must form groups and believe only one way. All I know is that the bible does give us a great deal of hope. During dark times people need hope. With hope people stay calm, and don’t become irrational. As we evolve as a society I believe that religion will fade. We won’t need this blanket or these guild lines that seem people have trouble still following even when they attend church.

As the creation of Israel is after math of thousands of years of oppression of the Jewish people. It took many bloody battles and many years of unspeakable horrors to realize this dream. Yet they are still not at peace. The country is ravaged by suicide bombers, who are the product of lies and turning religion into a weapon. Now that we have a feeling of security it ‘s ambushed by the one thing we could all turn to. I’m having a hard time believing the one thing that is suppose to save is worth believing in.

My grandma told me a story once of her friend. A young boy named Jim was a faithful child as most children are. He went to a catholic school and every day he would get one his knees and make a big fist with his fingers over lapping each other and held them tight then listened to every word the preacher spoke. He did this every day without question. He soon started to believe that during this time if he were to take his hands apart the church would crumble around him and anger god himself. A child can only wonder so long before the curiosity eats at his very soul and the question must be answered. So he finally mustered up the guts to go against his faith, or even more to test his faith. All he had come to know about his world was now gripped in his hands. He held more power than he had ever known. So he pulled his pinkie off, almost like it was Velcro it resisted but he ended up forcing it off, then nothing happened. So he pulled his next finger even slower and his heart began to race as he tightened his eyes and awaited the chaos soon to occur, but nothing happened. He finally let his hands free and jumped up. His heart was racing so fast, he felt like he was going to faint “Oh my god, what have I done!” Is the only thing he could think. He soon realized the church is still there. Nothing happened, nothing at all. All the people are still in prayer and the priest is still rambling on so all was well. So he got up from this atrocity that has occurred and walked out the two huge wooden doors at the front of the church never to return again...

The simple mind of a child can believe in something so deeply but so false, but this is not far from what people as a whole believe. They world will fall apart if they take there hand from the pray position, or get up from there rugs pointing at Mecca. We question everything else in the world, from the world being flat, all the way to how to enforce these “guidelines” that were placed before us. We’ve had rebellions to revolutions, revelations to epiphany to change the world, by disbelieving what was thought to be truths. Would the world be so terrible if we tried to question your own beliefs and not every one else’s? Not saying don’t believe in something; Just ask your self if it is what is true to you. Open your mind to the possibly that some one else might have an answerer you never thought of.