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This link – sorry about its being a .pdf document – contains the official notes from the recent Supreme Court decision, which ruled against the unconstitutionality of what police did at an apartment complex in Kentucky.

To recap: a man had his apartment door kicked down by cops who were following up a staged crack buy. After the targeted dealer vanished into this man’s apartment building. the police had seen him enter the “breezeway” (is that something like a foyer or outdoor hall? I’ve never heard the term) and lost sight of him at the point when he entered this “breezeway”.  The cops noted that said crack dealer could have entered either a room to the left or a different one to the right. After smelling marijuana smoke coming from the left room they knocked, announced their presence, and heard “a bustling” that was interpreted to be destruction of evidence…so when the tenants failed to answer, they went about the business of kicking their door in, in the style familiar to anyone who’d ever seen an episode of “COPS” on TV.  Once inside the apartment, they discovered the tenant, his girlfriend and another guest had been passing a doob around, and so immediately arrested them. When they DID get the search warrant, they found more pot and some cocaine.  For this, he was sentenced to ELEVEN years in prison.

Only after THAT was over and done with did they enter the OTHER apartment on the right,  found the crack dealer this whole business had been about in the first place, and nabbed him.

Reading this entire document might be a bit of a challenge for the legally-unfamiliar – it certainly was for me, but I still plowed all the way through it- with all its talk of what constitutes “exigency” – the consequences that apparently provide the precedents that effectively allowed the permission for warrantless search.  (The link does not go to page one of it, but rather to the page with the quote I’ve cited below; it will be easy enough to use your PDF reader or plugin to navigate to its beginning.)

This passage below should resonate with meaning to anyone familiar with any of the “Constitutional Rights 101 for Stoners” pamphlets handed out by many medpot advocates, and/or Don’t Get Busted – the familiar book by Ed Rosenthal and attorney William Logan – which remind the most frequently arrested people in the whole country – marijuana smokers, growers and distributors – to “flex their rights” before their lack of exercise causes them to just keep disappearing, more and more, as every day, month and year passes: (Emphasis mine)

When law enforcement officers who are not armed with a warrant knock on a door, they do no more than any private citizen might do. And whether the person who knocks on the door and requests the opportunity to speak is a police officer or a private citizen, the occupant has no obligation to open the door or to speak. Cf. Florida v. Royer, 460 U. S. 491, 497–498 (1983). (“[H]e may decline to listen to the questions at all and may go on his way”).When the police knock on a door but the occupants choose not to respond or to speak, “the investigation will have reached a conspicuously low point,” and the occupants “will have the kind of warning that even the most elaborate security system cannot provide.” Chambers, 395 F. 3d, at 577 (Sutton, J., dissenting). And even if an occupant chooses to open the door and speak with the officers, the occupant need not allow the officers to enter the premises and may refuse to answer any questions at any time. Occupants who choose not to stand on their constitutional rights but instead elect to attempt to destroy evidence have only themselves to blame for the warrantless exigent-circumstances search that may ensue.

The presence of police can certainly be intimidating, so actually remembering not to talk to them while they are demanding conversation is obviously liable to be difficult – particularly if you’ve snarfed up a blunt or two, and thus suddenly find yourself having a gigantic panic attack as you begin to feel your worst fears amplified fivefold: there’s no denying that there is a  well-known increased susceptibility to stress-based confusion that pot – no matter how well it has helped you medically, or how generally positive its effects as a multi-purpose tonic have been for you  – can still potentially cause even in the mind of the experienced toker.

Don't Get Busted

Thus in light of what has happened in the nation’s highest court I recommend that all active marijuana users, distributors and/or growers – regular or not – do the following things, as soon as you possibly are able:

– Purchase and read the above book, Don’t Get Busted, by Rosenthal and Logan
– Make it your sincerely-attended-to, honestly-worked-towards goal to move ASAP to a state in which voters have approved the legal use and distribution of medical marijuana.

California is probably the best of these, with its city and state laws most open to it. Cities such as San Francisco and Santa Cruz have made marijuana arrests “lowest priority” for their police departments. If you live in a state like Kentucky, expect the opposite…and be ready for the possible consequences.

Of course, since I’ve been born and raised in  – and still live in – good old golden Cali – and fabulous Frisco is my current home, streets brimming with retail storefronts adorned with the insignias we know and love: the green cross, or the green caduceus and sometimes just the familar bracted leaf…perhaps, I’ve got a wee bit of bias.

Sometimes, I feel that this preponderance of pot stores, and the general change of attitude regarding marijuana in movies and on television, represent the sole thing about this awfully baleful 21st century that could be thought of as any improvement at all when it is compared with the prior one.


Why is it I never see anyone bring up one of the most important reasons there’s still a drug war and people are still sent to jail for years for smoking flowers? Drug freedom advocates talk about hemp, they talk about how Anslinger started the whole damn thing to get people riled up about Mexicans, they talk about excuses to eliminate our freedoms.  But why? Who benefits from all this?

Two Words: Prison Slavery.

Pot is smoked by more people than it ever has been in America, even in the 1960s, nowadays, but the drug culture still aims mostly at the 18-34 demographic.  It’s not harmless to smoke anything, so people began eating weed and someone invented vaporizers.  But we all know pot never killed anyone and that stoned people might be a little more lackadaisical than the rest of us – fine, they have their pleasures, other folks have theirs.

But young to middle-aged people who aren’t suffering from major health problems make the most useful SLAVES.  Do you think people in prison just sit around in their cells all day, run around in the yard lifting weights, and raping young boys who drop the soap come shower time?

They spend most of their days doing labour – and we’re not talking about banging out license plates, amigos.  It’s the sorts of work even illegal immigrants wouldn’t take if they were starving, sometimes.  At best, it’s a full time job of tedium, with horrid supervisors and the most terrible part is the prisoner doesn’t have a home to return to afterwards, and s/he receives NO TRUE PAYCHECK for their toils since they’re ‘working off their debt to society’ for being such offensive persons as to want to either self-medicate, or simply alter their consciousness with something less stupefying than beer and hard liquor.

(Just to legally bypass being ‘enslavers’ they pay the prisoner about two dollars a week, according to what I was last able to find on this, which was about ten years ago so it may have either been adjusted for inflation, or else, just kept the same, after all, these are prisoners, who’s going to care? But that money is just about enough for one call home and a roll of toilet paper.)

Worse still, prisons are slowly and very silently becoming privatized.  Not that it may even matter anymore, seeing how much protection the government gives us any more. Look up “Corrections Corporation of America” (CCA) – it’s practically a monopoly, which began in Texas and the surrounding states, and is now spreading like a cancer across the so-called nation.  Um, sorry, I guess it’s “homeland” now.

THIS is why I think no matter how many people vote to legalize pot, it stays illegal.  We all know elections can and do get dickered with.  Prop. 19 in California very nearly won last year, but still there had to be a CCA lobby, in addition to the liquor lobby and the usual religious nutcases.  How many corporations depend on prison labor?

Someone – perhaps myself – needs to gather data on this, and make it very public.  And these corporations need to be not merely boycotted, but their reputations ruined no matter what it takes short of violence. At the very least the word needs to spread about this practice, and the fact that there is STILL SLAVERY in the US, it’s merely done mostly by harmless drug users and in relative secrecy.

And yes.  MOST drug users are harmless to others, and even most dealers are harmless if you simply leave them alone and treat them like any other businesspeople. I live in the worst part of San Francisco, but none of them bother me, the only harassment I get comes from drunk people. Even though I rather despise certain drugs, particularly crack, if offered it, I merely say, “No thanks” and walk off.

The harm drug users cause to themselves varies, and is still their choice.  If we do not own our bodies, though, and the right to trash them or keep them as pure as snow – or anywhere in the middle of these extremes – then what rights do we have at all? We do not owe our bodies to ‘society’ and the moment we do, we’re living in something like communism, only worse.

Supreme Court OKs Warrantless House Search

If you’re on anything at this time that is going to make you feel too amplified in paranoia or depression as to possibly become violent or suicidal?

I feel it’s my responsibility to tell you to NOT READ THE LINK ABOVE THIS WARNING YET, but ABSOLUTELY to bookmark it, until you come down, and this time, be sure to do something like drag the link to your desktop so that you make sure that you read it when you’re not in any hugely altered state any longer.

The information in it may affect you, or your friends, at any time.

Okay…are you sitting down? Or just “down” from whatever you were on last time you saw this page?

Once upon a time we had a Bill of Rights, which included Amendment 4, the right to not be victims to warrantless searches and seizures.

Our Supreme Court just voted 8 to 1 to approve this: If a cop merely suspects, for any reason, that you MIGHT be a drug dealer, they can bust your door down with NO WARRANT if they hear “a rustling sound” from behind it.

I am not making this up.

It is time to finally come to grips with why ouir rights as drug users are so instantly invalidated.  It’s not the usual shit you always hear drug legalization advocates talk of.

I left the post which will appear above this one as a comment to this article, but I am also going to repost it here, and in the months to come am going to focus on this particular reason more – and would suggest other advocateurs do likewise.

The gist of it is that we are still a nation that runs on slavery…prison slavery.  How do you get enough prison slaves without making a very popular but essentially harmless activity illegal?

I will not sleep easily tonight.  Send the best of vibes to your friends – and those anonymous-at-various-levels persons you know who put their lives on the line to make their money but without whom you’d not have your drugs; if you have a friendly dealer who doesn’t rip you off or constantly have assholes hanging around be extra-thankful.  And be sure they know about this, so that they can strategize. In general most smart purveyors of black market goods are by necessity very quiet about what they do.  Not all of them are smart.  Begin small campaigns amongst your friends to smarten them up, if you notice they aren’t quiet enough. Whatever inconvenience either the dealer or customer must face in the wake of this decision, it MUST be put up with.

Though really, in this “their word against yours” system, I dunno how much good it will do – but it could not hurt.  And even if it were not this way, it’s far better for dealers to be as unproblematic to their neighbours as possible.  Even if all drugs were virtually decriminalized to parking-ticket level.

Venom Yum

I found Venom Yum whilst doing a really weird search-engine experiment related to one of my zillions of semi-anonymous experimental blogs.  It appears to be some sort of Euro-based design team with lots and lots of fairly cutesy but also fairly psychotrippical output.

This reminds me: I’m thinking of fusing the Counterculture Vulture blog and this one; trying to keep them both running is sort of a pain in the ass being that they are both on WordPress.  And doing so would also make this more like the old Anodyne, which was about both the drugs and the druggish arts that they’ve inspired.

More variety for the reader…less annoyance to the writer (your Spokesnut, yours truly.) A win/win situation.

I’m also seeking one or two individuals who might like to become writers for Anodyne, complete with access codes and sidebar avatars and linkage and all that.  All ya gotsta do is just submit bits and snippets of occasional drug-oriented content, thus bringing yet more variety here.

Ergo…if you’re a “Drugly American”  – or any nationality for that matter, but write well in English (whether stoned or not) just drop me a line–and I’ll snort it, just to see if it tastes right,  see if I like its effects. Then I’ll space out for a week or two and get back to you.

Maybe, if it’s stimulating enough, I’ll get back to you immediately.

You could easily figure out how to reach me, but I’m not going to sit here and fuck with your head, sending you puzzling non-directions; look, just email psychaotic@choronzon.org and that will get your dropped lines where you want them to go.

Amusing as Hell.  May help distract the distractable-enough from noticing that sidebar stuff didn’t get done.  Do you really need to hear why? Just assume the obvious, and whether you are or are not correct, you’ll settle for the ‘reason’ knowing full well it coulda just as easily been YOUR fuckup, if you were running this show…

Seriously, though…I’ll really try to get to it even though the next four or five days are burdened with what Tim Leary usedta call ‘first circuit concerns’, the damn CRAP every human needs to do if s/he wishes to maintain living space, adequate food, health, and all that happy horseshit without which whatever addicts you to a sludgeball of euphoric glee, be it legal, illegal, halfway-there and racing for the finish line…OR MAYBE YOU are, like me, JUST REALLY ADDICTED to the goddamn internet, so much that it’s done more damage than your past hard drug habits, but stopping it or cutting down to a healthy hour or so a day and no more would take you, or your caring friend, putting an ax through your almost-$800 dollar computer, which is NOT the kind of intervention that makes my friends remain my friends.

What happens to net addicts who also can happen to – unlike me at this juncture – actually afford weed? Does the weed make it worse, or does the weed make you succumb to the need to get horizontal and/or eat which kind of interrupts the net-addiction process…you STOP clicking when you are stoned, if my memory serves me (and yes, ONDCP jerkoffs, it DOES) before your brain melts out your ears in goopy wet gumdrop like balls of fizz.

But enough of that.  Download this Scribd – is that scrib-dee or scribbed, when you say it either out loud or read it in your head? This one’s a hoot.

Sidebars.  Blogrolls.  Soon.  If you give a damn remind me.  If you author a drug blog and don’t remind me, I will send minions to your home to steal your stash and bring it…somewhere else, until you send me your url and beg me to sidebar it, the way folks did in the old days when there were about 85 blogs and mine was one of them! Everyone rushed around trying to get on each other’s sidebars, using creative begging, bribing, and even obscene offers to obtain this vital link love.  Now, the fucking RSS shit does all the work and all I have to do is grab the list of feeds, run a few, then hit one of the social nutwhacking sites searchbots, put ‘drugs’ in the box, and after winnowing out the rehabs and happy church group community anti-drug program blogs, scoop the rest onto the sidebar in one grab and slap.

(Actually, that while doable, would kind of suck.  That’s the way I had it before, but this time I’m gonna do a categoried blogroll, since the p0t blogs and junkie diaries ought to live in their own lil’ comfy sections.  Doncha agree?) That however does take more work.  Might hafta wait till that First Circuit shit gets attended to, or else I’ll just do a crappy job since I’ll be too worried–not to mention entirely too straight…since until I figure out some way to earn my own pot money, I ain’t gonna smoke it.  It’s a karma thing.

420 Day

It’s also Hitler’s birthday and the anniversary of Columbine, but fuck all that, we know what it really means.  Hope you had a good one today.

As a temporary measure, I put up one of the old, old, Anodyne logos from back-in-the-day.  It looks like crap because of resizing and all this happened because I can’t get Photoshop running to make a new one.

SIDEBAR for blog will be fixed in the next 24 to 36 hours and blogroll replaced.  Might as well categorise it this time, and do a better job than the last one, at least, since I have to go hunt down all the drug-blogs that now exist anyway.

I will swear to the holy nature of LSD and my own life, damn it, that Anodyne was THE FIRST BLOG on the subject of drugs.  There WAS a blog active at this time, circa 2000, not created on blogware, called Drug War Rant, which is still around and full of the never ending reasons why it’s completely ridiculous to keep spending so much money and police time keeping people from using them.  Anodyne, though, only was partly political, seeking to be the blog that was about all aspects of drugs, including the politics, but also the stories from my life, and also submissions by anonymous parties telling such tales.  Some were Good Stories, some were Bad Stories, and others were very neutral, which is rare when such a passionately loved and hated topic is discussed.

If you have a Blog on Drugs of any sort and want it included in New-and-Improved Outlaw Anodyne Blogroll, you just send a link right to me via the comments and I’ll see it gets attended to.

I Goofed

I was trying to change something on my OTHER damn blog and ended up hosing my lovely Outlaw Anodyne logo leaving us with this stupid default tree-and-lake picture that looks like the front cover of a rehab pamphlet or something.

As soon as I can, I will design a new one, because I’m too much of a space to figure out WTF I did with the old one. Damnit.

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