A good read, quite a bit in there on Milk and Moscone.

But I bet anyone who knew of Milk back then would think no one could do him justice.

heady stuff.

It was interesting to see how Talbot's book really framed DiFi as the sort of glue which held the city together after all the other shit went down... she comes off fairly well in his portrayal..

Suffice it to say, I never really thought of her that way.

...and yes, DiFi did great.

Later, as mayor, she okayed a $10M renovation of Candlestick Park to make it earthquake-proof -- something that paid off big time when the Loma Prieta quake came along -- if you recall, the stadium was full for the 3rd (I think) game of the World Series between the Giants and the Athletics. So she did great there as well.

Too bad she's such a panderer to wealth and the MIC these days. I certainly no longer think of her that way either.

It's a pretty good read all around- you'd probably enjoy it if you haven't checked it out yet.

but I followed his speeches back in his heydey. Accomplished actor though Sean Penn may be, his portrayal did not capture the essence of Harvey Milk's charisma.

They're going to need to know what kind of chemical soup he had in his bloodstream and alcohol is metabolized pretty quickly.

Those poor kids.

The dude is no angel. As the article also notes:

You can defend yourself against a knife. A bullet, not so much. It is a lot harder to drive a knife into a person's skull and takes a lot longer. He was able to kill her with just one bullet to her head. Didn't have to struggle with her and could claim it was a momentary delusion. But anyone who has smoked pot knows it doesn't make you murderous or even aggressive. His defense attorney will probably make sure there are no pot smokers on his jury.

There are a couple other hints in the story that he wasn't exactly in love with his wife. It notes on Valentine's Day he posted a picture of his kids on facebook as the "loves of his life" --not his wife. As he sat in court after his arrest, his demeanor was described as "stoic." If you just came out of what was supposed to be a drug-induced hallucination and just learned you had killed the woman you love, you would not be "stoic."

Something seems off about this story.

“I’m wondering, this marijuana, wherever he got it from... I didn’t know marijuana could do this,” he said.

It CAN'T. I thought maybe this was the Onion at first, it's just so out there.

in the press to alcohol!

Some folks do the same with guns, computer games, they did with D&D for a spell, violent movies, books, etc.

The tactic seems to be employed by most all sides of the political spectrum - take the few and showcase them to taint the many.

I mean, seriously.

WTF was he doing with a gun in his house?

at Monopoly! Seriously, she always wins. It's unreal. She always gets the yellow & green spaces. But high on weed, I felt at one with the dice. Rolled doubles, free parking, buying land, building hotels...MAKING MOVES!

breakfast, air, water

I like sex with your wife after I smoke as well...

Sorry...couldn't help it...it's a version of an old joke about a doctor who tells a patient who can't get out of bed in the morning that he, the doc, feels the same way. He started having sex with his wife and he was better able to face the day. The patient calls a month later and tells the doc that he was absolutely right...and BTW, the doc has a BEAUTIFUL house!

One of the reasons I never really did it beyond age 25.

She stabbed him all over the place, including in the head, but obviously did not penetrate his skull since he was bloodied but survived.

This guy killed his wife with just one bullet to the head.

Lesson: keep your pot and board games, get rid of your gun.

Maybe we should ban alcohol?

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The most scared I've ever been in my life was after an early evening decision to make chocolate chip cookies out of pot. Three of us ate them, felt nothing for two hours, and - suddenly - in the middle of a party all started losing our minds. I ended up laying on a floor yelling that I think I needed a doctor, because I was convinced I was having a heart attack or stroke or something.

I actually remember having this thought, "My parents are going to get a call that their son died of a drug overdose. Which is embarrassing for them. And then everyone is going to find out I OD'ed on marijuana. Which is embarrassing for me."

You didn't get in a fight. You certainly didn't want to murder anyone.

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Do you think a pot brownie can make you shoot your wife?

I like the 2 hour part!

That has happened to most people who have non-smoking parents, due to social stigmas.

It is impossible to OD on Cannabis.

Your post is reefer madness. Please take it elsewhere. Thanks.

I was probably in no danger of OD'ing, but I was completely out of mind. I had smoked dozens of times before that and never had any problems. But ingesting it differently screwed with me.

That's the point: eating pot may not always be the pest idea because it's a lot harder to regulate how it impacts you.

(There was a rather amusing part of that night. One of my friends was diabetic. And ten minutes after we all lost our minds at the party, he decides that he needs some insulin. How he made this decision is beyond me, but - hey - he's still alive and is a college professor so good for him. We tell the third friend and decide to go out on the back porch of the house we are in to - I dunno - support the insulin injecting guy or something. When we get out there, we are alone. He opens his little kit and starts injecting himself. My other friend and I are probably talking in tongues while this is going on. In the middle of this, two lovely sorority-ish looking young ladies walk out onto the porch, see two maniacs with seriously bloodshot eyes babbling nonsense while a third maniac is sticking a needle into himself. They turn and more or less sprint out of the party. Ah....good times. I go to bed at 10 PM on Saturdays now).

I said that I felt like I was.

Because I was out of my mind.

I apologize for sharing a bad drug experience. Because I am clearly lying. Because no one has ever had a bad experience with drugs.

after drinking a bottle of gin, it wouldn't even make second page news...

Booze is much more prone to cause violent, murderous out-bursts than pot ever could be.

That is all that counts to corporate news, where MJ is still bad.