Coffee and cannabis are like cocaine and beer. So, four days ago, I gave up coffee

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My Keurig pooped out the other day.

And in a moment of disgust, I discarded it.

Forever.

And decided I’m giving up coffee altogether too.

That was Thursday morning.

So, I’ve gone four days.

The pounding headaches finally have subsided. And overall, I feel WAY better with caffeine out of my life. Just as I have every time I have given it up, this being maybe the fourth or fifth time for me.

I told dispensary wellness consultant Devon at NTI in Milan the other day that cannabis and coffee go together like beer and cocaine.

He knew what I meant.

And I realized that my massive coffee consumption of late boiled down to simple addict behavior. Why would you medicate with cannabis to bring you down, only to start gulping down massive amounts of coffee to bring you back up?

I had begun to feel pretty fatigued in general. I realized the pushing and pulling was the result of wanting to feel the buzz of the coffee as much as the buzz of the cannabis.

Read more: Cannabis K-cups better than an Ativan drip for breakthrough anxiety

It’s insane behavior. It’s addict behavior. Coffee tastes divine, don’t get me wrong. That’s a big part of why I drink it. But I could always drink decaf.

For now, though, decaf would lead to caffeinated. Coffee addiction is not to be trifled with!

And neither is detox from coffee addiction. Check out this extremely well-done piece by Smithsonian Magazine.

Withdrawal for me the past few days has included some horrid headaches, but I have been pretty well stocked with medical cannabis, so I haven’t suffered that much. Without the medical cannabis, I would not even have tried to quit.

Economic impact of coffee addiction

The hard truth about the Keurig’s demise comes from the fact that I bastardized it.

Yes, you see, I folded paper towels into origami pouches, and loaded regular, ground coffee into the pouches. I then gently placed the pouches where the K-cups are supposed to go.

It worked fine for a while. But it hasn’t been working so hot for the past couple of weeks.

Then, the Keurig apparently self-destructed, as it stopped having the gumption to brew altogether on Thursday morning.

As any coffee lover will tell you…it’s an expensive habit! Coffee is not cheap. Especially those K-cups.

And let me tell you something: When you’re a medical cannabis patient, there is even less money for coffee.

OKAY!

Coffee detox tips

For me, detoxing from anything must include large amounts of Willy Wonka candy and Celestial Seasonings herbal tea.

I’m completely serious, It is how I’ve quit everything. Perhaps I should set up folding chairs in my basement and start preaching the gospel. Free Spree candy and chamomile tea. No judgment.

Read more: Why AA is paradise for those looking to exploit the vulnerable

It’s also important to keep moving when detoxing from something. Keep that blood flowing to the brain. Take lots of deep breaths when you feel frustrated.

Here’s what WebMD reported about caffeine withdrawal in 2004:

“A new study that analyzes some 170 years’ worth of research concludes that caffeine withdrawal is very real — producing enough physical symptoms and a disruption in daily life to classify it as a psychiatric disorder. Researchers are suggesting that caffeine withdrawal should be included in the next edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM), considered the bible of mental disorders.”

I don’t think it ever did make the DSM. Someone correct me if I am wrong.

I’m on my last bowl of cannabis as I write this, and yet I’m less panicked than I normally would be because I feel much calmer in general.

And that’s because I’m off the caffeine.

Through the years, three different psychiatrists have told me to avoid coffee. One told me caffeine was the root of all my mental health problems, in fact.

At any rate, I feel good this morning to have kicked another demon. For the fourth or fifth time.

Until next time.

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Rock Island County Jail terror, act II: ‘Put him through the tunnel and onto a C17’

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Stock image courtesy Pixabay. This is NOT the Quad-City International Airport runway tunnel. To see a photo of that tunnel, click on the Quad-City Times-Dispatch story I linked to below by Barb Ickes.

“Put him through the tunnel and onto a C17.”

By the time I heard an official inside the Rock Island County Jail say that, I had been in there quite some time. I wasn’t sure how long – there were no windows in the cell, which at times seemed to reach temperatures of 100 degrees. Of course, who knows what was going on inside my body. I have maintained all along the food they gave me was laced was speed.

That’s what it felt like.

I was held in the jail in May 2015 on no charges at all, for two days, stripped naked, mentally tortured and taunted. Just days before, I had gone to police with some information I had about something, and then they began to question me about Davenport Alderman Bill Boom.

Boom, who owns the town gay bar, admitted to lying to a grand jury this year. He was sentenced in August. As a convicted felon, he had to resign from the City Council and rescind ownership in the gay bar. He was fined $5,000 and two years’ probation.

So, as you can see, the dirty meter on my story as it pertains to the County of Rock Island already is into the red zone.

It gets better: Two of the jailers while I was held in the “suicide hole” were former bartenders from the town gay bar that Boom used to own.

One also had carnival work experience.

Yep, carnival work.

Read more: Hooking up to stay alive: The sexual exploitation of young men and boys

Yet I have had to sustain teasing and taunting throughout the community for going on three years now. I’ve been called “crazy” by every filthy person in town, and I’ve really been uplifted by some good ones, too.

The story just keeps getting better and better

At any rate, many things I heard in the jail sounded so outlandish I assumed they could not possibly be true. I MUST have entered psychosis state, I thought. Or, better still, they were just ten-cent jailers who were messing with my head.

But now I’m really beginning to wonder.

When I saw this story by Quad-City Times-Dispatch reporter Barb Ickes a couple of weeks back, I went into a PTSD trigger that actually came with physical symptoms: Racing heart, sweating, headache.

Read Barb’s “Off-Limits Places” piece on the Quad-City International Airport

A giant tunnel underneath the main runway of the Quad-City Airport? Barb’s story says it’s so “Another Atlanta doesn’t happen here,” referencing the massive Atlanta airport power outage over the holidays.

That made me laugh. Heaven forbid one of the 10 flights per day with 10 people on it flying out MLI gets delayed due to a power outage. It could disrupt the nation’s transportation grid.

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The other thing I’m triggered about as it pertains to the tunnel is this: As someone who follows crime very, very closely, I’ve added up that a whole bunch of people who were supposed to be in prison from around here are not, or at least were not.

They’re being rounded up now.

Read this wacky story about an alleged child molester who escaped to Saipan but is back in the Quad-Cities now. Go ahead, read it. And remember it when you vote.

I wonder how many extra taxpayers’ dollars went into this “tunnel to freedom,” (total speculation, admittedly) or “tunnel to terror,” (I heard it myself…they were going to put me in a tunnel and onto a C17) whatever you want to call it. Seems like an uncanny, irresponsible abuse of taxpayer dollars.

Does a tiny airport with almost no business need this sort of “extra?” Yes, I know we have a military installation here, and yes, I know the airport frequently is used for that. It has become so frequent it’s the chit-chat of the town.

Someone at the food pantry brought up the other day about C17s taking off and landing at the airport. She said if you post a photo of one doing so online, the feds will show up at your door.

I saw a Blackhawk (or maybe an Apache? Two propellers plus the tail) helicopter flying over the airport last month while I was leaving the dispensary. I thought it was totally cool, and I did take a picture.

Read more: I legally bought weed today at a medical cannabis dispensary in Milan, Ill. Thank you Lord.

In fact, I showed it to dispensary staff and told them Jeff Sessions was fixin’ to land on their front lawn.

I’m not going to push my luck and post it!

Shortly after my release from the jail, one Democratic official told me, “You’ll be fine. They can’t make you disappear. Too many people know you in town.”

The truth is, a lot of people in Rock Island County have “disappeared,” and when this person said that, I about had a heart attack.

It has haunted me for two years. It has left me unable to trust even longtime friends.

When I asked this person what she meant by it, she never answered.

I was supposed to go to Los Angeles on an all-expense paid trip shortly after the jail. I did not go for multiple reasons, but one of them was a gut feeling that the airport was not a safe place for me to go.

Read more: Tick tock of terror: Timeline of my arrest at Amber Ridge Memory Care, Moline, on no charges at all

Finally, my main confidant at the time, St. John Lutheran Church Pastor Stacie Fidlar, told me, and I believe this is a direct quote: “If someone can’t go with you to the airport and see you get on the actual plane, then you can’t go.”

Chilling. I do think she saved my life, but sadly, we no longer speak. I don’t trust her.

I trust no one at all, nor should I, as my therapist used to say. I am not walking around my home with a panic button clipped to my waist for fun. I was told to do so.

Throwing me, David Heitz, into the Rock Island County Jail on no charges at all, was just plain ignorant. Someone’s brain is not working properly to think that I really was not going to report the biggest scoop of my lifetime once I got out of there.

Read more: Why did the jail want me labeled a “sex worker” at UnityPoint Trinity? Political filth has seeped into the business community, too

I did go to authorities. Again. And again. And again. And again.

For almost three years. Before they listened.

Even being threatened once in the process (just a few months back, in fact) for reporting the filth that transpired in the jail.

What. The hell. Is going on. In this town.

People should be scared of what’s going on in this community, and in our country, too. Because far too many of the politicians are a bunch of filth liars.

Read more: Congress, Pharma cozy up to poison America and get rich in the process (opioid epidemic)

Oh, no doubt!

When I think about how the disgraceful County of Rock Island violated my human rights,  and damaged my property, particularly in the context of how this mystery has unfolded and what we know now, it’s like staring at a giant pile of poo. A pile of poo the size of the vacant Watchtower Plaza land in Rock Island, in fact.

Filth.

We still have a functioning federal government, at least for another week.

I’m sure the feds can accomplish a lot in a week if they put their minds to it. We already know the FBI was spotted in the Quad-Cities just before Christmas. Someone was arrested at the Moline Walmart, and the media simply was told “The investigation is ongoing.”

I sure hope it is. I hope they are looking into the political filth that has terrorized this community for decades, too.

Until next time.

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Corruption, cannabis, and courage propel DavidHeitz.com beyond 50,000 hits

Given what I have to work with, there could be no greater vindication for the trauma I have endured at the hands of corrupt politicians in my community.

Last night, my website – about 17 months old now – tallied its 50,000th hit. While I’d like to see several Quad-City politicians and business leaders hauled off to prison for their filth, that may or may not ever happen.

So, for now, knowing that the truth about what happened to me is out – and that people are reading it – is incredibly affirming to an angry person like myself, who lives with PTSD and night terrors sometimes daily, and for weeks at a time.

Like most people, I got into journalism to uncover corruption, among other things.

Read more: Why was I held on no charges for two days in the Rock Island County Jail?

And by God, I have.

When I shared the story of what happened to me in the jail with a local news reporter more than two years ago, her response was that I had told her a while back that I had “dumped my mental health meds,” so she didn’t believe me.

Her narcissistic remark, ablaze with gas lighting (and a barefaced lie, as I never told her I ‘dumped my meds’), is par for the course. This reporter and others like her are absolutely why corruption thrives in Rock Island County and the Quad-Cities.

Period.

Apparently, I lost all my marbles when I got sober and began writing for national health sites and Fortune 500 healthcare companies. That’s what the desperate filthies have tried to argue, anyway.

The hole they’ve dug for themselves is quite deep now, however. And I’m not going to lie…I delight in that.

And the news organizations themselves are no better, particularly the local newspapers. A quick glance at the headlines on any given day shows any kind of commitment to watchdog journalism went straight down the toilet long ago.

Will watchdog news coverage improve after Quad-City Times-Dispatch editor flees?

The good news is the editor of the Quad-City Times-Dispatch, Autumn Phillips, has announced her resignation.

Read more: How my home sustained damage during an illegal search by police (and how we’ve now come to know that a former politically well-connected meth kingpin lived in my house before my dad bought it)

This is outstanding news for the Quad-Cities. Phillips turned off the online comments on stories shortly after becoming editor. She turned them back on again for editorials only, but warned, “I know where the switch is,” vowing to turn them off again for “disrespectful” (read: not liberal) comments.

I remember when she did that. I went on Twitter with the headline, “Lib editor stifles free speech, vows she’ll do it again.”

And yes, that made me smile. Because I believe this woman was all about keeping stories OUT of your news feed, not shining a light on the layers upon layers of establishment filth that has all but destroyed this once-fine community.

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So, thank God for Al Gore, inventor of the internet (tee hee!) so outcast journalists who blow the whistle on communities of filth can continue to have a voice.

Read more: When you take him to Trinity, tell them he’s a sex worker (I’m not a sex worker, but I did report suspicions I had about Human Trafficking in the Quad-Cities, then later was jailed on no charges at all)

In all seriousness, as I said when I went live on Facebook last night to celebrate that 50,000th hit:

“If you were in journalism in 1986, you never could have dreamt that one day, here you are, you know, here’s my news report! Here’s my news report! Ha-Ha, I have a news report toooo! I mean it, it’s…It’s profoundly awesome. And I feel like I’m using it the way it should be used.

“I get really angry, about people who want to be angry, because I have a voice, too.

“Really, I’m serious. And I think a lot people probably get that.

“I did have one tiny little piece of black Kush that I saved for when this special occasion hit, and I did have it here before going live just now.

“Hey. Nobody else was going to write about what happened to me. I did. People read it and I think I’ve made a difference. I hope so.”

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My website is about more than corruption and medical cannabis

I often joke that if voters don’t get a handle on the corrupt politicians around here really, really soon and throw them out, the next thing you know our version of Jeanine will begin to be projected upon Rock Island’s abandoned buildings, a la the movie “Divergent.”

“People of Rock Island County, I am your leader, and you will obey me,” our version of Jeanine could implore, threatening to lock up or destroy anyone who crosses her.

Go ahead and laugh. After what I’ve been through, laughing is hard sometimes. I’m not laughing at my “Divergent” metaphor.

Not. One. Bit.

Believe me. I’ve lived the nightmare. And now I live with chronic PTSD.

And I have a medical cannabis card.

My website is about far more than corruption, PTSD and medical cannabis, however. I have written about dozens of health issues, particularly infectious diseases such as HIV and Hepatitis.

Curious whether I’ve written about a health topic that interests you? Go ahead and type it into the search engine on my website. You will be surprised how many health topics I have written about, either for my website or a paid client.

I’m going to sign off with links to my portfolios of paid work – as I need some  paid work very desperately right now. I have been surviving by selling my possessions on the Facebook Marketplace.

 Read more: The Facebook Marketplace as CBT for PTSD

I get that whistleblowers get blackballed.

But somebody will hire me.

This is going to sound cocky, but when I’m totally proven correct about just how FILTHY my community is, I’m going to remember who stuck by me and who didn’t.

The time to hire me is now!

Until next time.

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Alderman’s meth roomie FB tag: David Heitz, would you eat these cupcakes?

Actual photo used to harass me online; I was so mad I saved it in case I ever wanted to write about it.

I had just started my freelance gig with Healthline News in 2013, and I was both excited and grateful. I already had landed a few big stories and really was loving life again, despite the fact my dad had just entered a memory care community.

For the first time in ages, I felt good about myself professionally. And I knew that as an online journalist, I had to clean up my online presence. For many years I was a drunk and a drug addict, and my FB friends reflected that.

So, when someone tagged me in a picture of these cupcakes – asking if I would like to eat one – I became very angry.

The person? Gage Wenthe, now spending time in prison for dealing meth out of the home of former Davenport Alderman Bill Boom. Boom initially denied any knowledge of Wenthe’s antics, but later admitted to lying to a grand jury during the investigation. He was convicted of perjury and sentenced in August. Boom escaped prison time, but faced fines, community service, probation and had to relinquish ownership of his busy Davenport, Iowa, gay bar, Mary’s on 2nd.

For many years, I was way too close to the alderman, his friends (including Wenthe, who I always viewed as a victim first and foremost) and the bar.

When my dad became sick and went into a memory care facility, and I went back to work, I quietly stepped away from this group. I even sold my car (the one before the Prius) and stopped going out and about to avoid these people.

The bottom line: I had left this group and these people behind. And I had made it very, very clear, albeit in a very nice and respectful way, that I had no intention of ever looking back.

Some of them didn’t take too kindly to it.

The penis cupcakes were a really stupid stunt for Gage Wenthe to pull. The cupcakes had been made for one of many raucous parties attended by “the group.”

One in three teens have been cyberbullied

People might respond differently to being tagged in a photo of freshly baked penis cupcakes.

How would your teenage daughter react? Or son? Especially with a tag that says, “Would you like one of these cupcakes?”

She/he might react like I did. Block the person and assume a zero-tolerance position from there forward to anyone associated with that person. One more stupid peep on FB from anybody and they’re blocked.

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Or, she/he might get really, really upset. What could be more embarrassing than being tagged on social media in a picture of penis cupcakes, someone asking you if you’d like to eat one?

To lesser and worse degrees, this is happening every day in America. But it’s when it happens to kids that worries me most.

From a recent Forbes piece:

A 2016 report from the Cyberbullying Research Center indicates that 33.8 percent of students between 12 and 17 were victims of cyberbullying in their lifetime. Conversely, 11.5% of students between 12 and 17 indicated that they had engaged in cyberbullying in their lifetime.

Cyberbullying is different from “traditional” bullying in that it happens 24/7. For victims, there is no escape. It’s not confined to school or the playground. Kids and teens connect through social media, so for many, there is no option to simply go offline.

Cyberbullying also can be a precursor to other forms of exploitation, which is why it’s critical for children to be able to tell parents anything and everything.

From Forbes:

Even more troubling is the connection between cyberbullying and child exploitation. At Two Hat Security, we’ve identified a cycle in which child predators groom young victims, are tricked into taking explicit photos which are then shared online; this leads to bullying and harassment from peers and strangers. Finally, the victim suffers from depression, engages in self-harm, and sometimes — tragically — commits suicide. It’s a heartbreaking cycle.

Taunting video leads 12-year-old to hang herself

One high-profile case ended just that way last month, when a 12-year-old girl in California hung herself.

Reported NBC News:

Over the past two months, her parents noticed Rosalie had become more reclusive, and they put her in counseling after discovering she was cutting herself, Avila said. They knew she was being bullied at school and on social media by classmates, who taunted her for her braces and called her ugly. 

But they were not aware of the extent of the bullying until after her death — when friends at her vigil showed them a video a classmate posted of Rosalie sitting by herself while the classmate made fun of her, her father said. 

“Rose just kept this to herself,” Avila said. “On the inside, it was just tearing her to pieces that they were always making fun of her.”

Some may wonder why I don’t use the gay bullying example. Well, only because I think there is a lot of attention paid to that one – kids being called gay online. There SHOULD be a lot of attention paid to that. When people called me gay in school, I was MORTIFIED.

But in the 70s, the “gay” label was gone as soon as the bully’s big fat mouth closed.

Not anymore.

But let me tell you something, gays can be bullies, too. They bully each other. A lot. Even as adults.

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In fact, my fellow gay, at times myself included, can be an incredibly nasty species when threatened. It probably is from living a life of abuse, because that’s exactly how the cycle repeats itself.

Husbands and wives who are estranged cyberbully each other, too. Even co-workers do it, often in a passive-aggressive way that allows perps to keep their jobs.

Just block them! Forever!

I think it’s important to instill in ourselves and our children a “zero tolerance” policy on cyberbullying. If you are cyberbullied, block the person IMMEDIATELY. Your mental health is too important. Never take abuse twice, although never beat yourself up for doing so previously.

If that makes any sense.

🙂

Once I blocked Gage, the cyberbullying did not end. It went on for months, and months, and months from others who just emerged in his place. It was an organized attack, no doubt.

The typical scenario would be someone from the former gay bar where I used to hang out commenting on an innocuous post I would make. They would then question my sanity and use assorted narcissistic gaslighting techniques.

Then the other LGBT criminals (as I like to call them, as many of them are at this point) would “like” the nasty comment.

Anyone suffering from anxiety can explain the curse of the Facebook “like,” or lack thereof of “likes.” I know I have enough faithful followers with anxiety that I don’t have to!

Read more: Social media often makes me paranoid. Here’s how I intend to fix it

Eventually, Rosalie hung herself.

From the Forbes piece:

A 2016 report from the Cyberbullying Research Center indicates that 33.8 percent of students between 12 and 17 were victims of cyberbullying in their lifetime. Conversely, 11.5% of students between 12 and 17 indicated that they had engaged in cyberbullying in their lifetime.

My computer even was hacked into and rendered inoperable several times by apparent “White Hat” hackers I believe to be associated with this LGBT crowd I used to run with. It made it extremely difficult for me to work when the internet and/or the computer were not running. I pushed through, but the Rock Island police will tell you, nothing made me angrier than the cyber-harassment and assorted internet problems.

Now, it has caught up with me and affected my livelihood. My connectivity seems great with the new provider — too bad all the paid work is gone!

I’m not going to sit here and pretend that my clients didn’t have to absorb a lot of my tension. I am grateful beyond words that they did so, and even have offered me references now that they have left Contently.

But I’m also not going to sit here and pretend I am NOT a victim. I owned my sh*t when I got sober. However, I accept no personal responsibility whatsoever for my current situation. I have been harassed and harassed and harassed and harassed. Of course it has contributed to the chronic PTSD.

I have filed multiple police reports regarding the cyber-harassment and hacking. I even showed one officer pretty damning evidence on my computer that blatantly points to one person in particular tampering with it.

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In the middle of all of this, my father was dying and I was fielding a dozen calls a day related to his medications, him falling in the facility, and a million other caregiver nightmares. At night, I would dodge threatening, harassing, nasty, venomous emails from my evil brother, whose mission in life always has been to torment and abuse me.

The takeaway

I think it’s critical for a person to understand how and why they react to things, and to avoid anything upsetting. Always.

And I completely understand that kids don’t get this.

If I had a child, and I don’t, I would tell them that their own special psyche – their way of looking at the world and interacting with the world – is uniquely theirs, and that it is what makes them special.

But I also would tell them that if they know that mean people harassing them online threatens their happiness and their sanity, then they need to get offline at once when it happens. Otherwise, they’re just a glutton for punishment.

My mother’s advice when I would come home from school crying after being called “faggot” all day: Just ignore them.

It’s good advice. I’d add to take a screen shot when it happens and save it in case you ever need proof of what transpired.

Until next time.

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It’s time to legalize cannabis and make America healthy again

I originally wrote this essay as part of an application as a writer for Denver-based Pot Guides. I then was told I had moved on to the next level of the interview process, but never heard from them again. Repeated inquiries to the editor have gone unanswered. I never was paid anything for this piece, so I do, indeed, still own the rights to it. I figured I may as well post it to my own site. Enjoy!

 Black market exists mostly where legal market struggling instead of thriving

President Trump just declared a public health emergency. The threat? The Pharma-ignited opioid addiction epidemic.

The opioid epidemic is sucking people first brutalized by pain into heroin addiction, simply because they took the painkillers the doctor prescribed – and kept prescribing — often without warning.

Despite a scathing report in October by “60 Minutes” placing the blame for this epidemic at the feet of lawmakers in Washington, D.C., the Trump administration already has turned its attention back to “reefer madness.”

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While drug czar Chris Christie makes National Enquirer statements such as marijuana leads to more deaths, Colorado’s top public health official said last week the legalization of marijuana has not negatively impacted public health there.

In fact, many say with the greening of America (legalization of cannabis), public health has improved. They point to numerous studies that show drug overdoses from opioids actually are down where marijuana has become legal.

Even where legal cannabis remains costly, prices tumbling

Still, commercial cannabis remains very expensive in some places, particularly medical cannabis. This has allowed the black market to linger.

In Illinois, an eighth of quality flower at a medical cannabis dispensary costs $40 on average. It’s unlikely the black market can touch that quality at that price. And just four months ago, that same eighth costs about $60. As more people come onto the program in Illinois, prices are dropping.

Most people prefer to know what they’re buying, and don’t mind paying extra for legal, labeled cannabis. People who are educated about what they are getting are more likely to use cannabis responsibly, too.

Cannabis even is funding mental health care in cash-strapped Illinois.

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In Shelby County, a non-profit organization called Shelby County Community Services provides community mental health services using proceeds from its cannabis cultivation centers.

Developmentally disabled people are employed at the cultivation centers.

Fight the opioid epidemic by legalizing marijuana; marijuana ‘Breathalyzers’ a must

A portion of marijuana tax revenue proceeds need to be directed toward true problems caused by its legalization. While many diehard stoners will swear they can drive baked, the truth is even experienced marijuana smokers have waited for a stop sign to turn green.

There needs to be accurate marijuana “breathalyzers” developed and deployed as soon as possible. The revenue this could create is staggering. Lawmakers would have massive funding to fight the black market however they deem appropriate. Enforcement would become lucrative.

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Some might say it’s too unfair a price to pay for legalization. But the opioid epidemic is costing our country billions of dollars per year. It’s money being taken away from everywhere, including law enforcement

Marijuana is raising billions in taxes which can help fund police protection. Law enforcement should then be able to use that money however it sees fit, including to provide first responders with Narcan.

In light of what the president already has admitted is the real public health emergency, let’s legalize the healing plant from coast to coast, suffocate the black market for all drugs, and get our nation healthy again. 

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