Here’s the thing: When you’re writing about pot-infused products aimed at making sex more fun, there’s going to be nervous laughter and possibly blushing.
"I know some of you consider yourselves hardcore tokers; otherwise, you wouldn't be reading this [particular book]. I’d bet my best Nepalese Temple and benwa balls that some of you are hardcore sex monkeys, too. It's amazing how often these attributes go hand-in-hand…"
It's recently come to my attention that certain factions of the legalization movement are boycotting THC-related events that allow synthetic "marijuana-substitutes" to display their wares, or have scantily clad "nurses" representing businesses purporting to be medical in nature. This is ridiculous and goes against every tenet of anti-prohibitionism I hold dear.
Everybody’s doing it, but only Mamakind writes about it. She embodies the counterculture combo of Chelsey Handler, Dan Savage and Tommy Chong—with a little Barbra Streisand thrown in for good measure.
I started my career at Cannabis Culture when Marc Emery hired me just over a decade ago to be an assistant to Dana Larsen, then Editor-in-Chief of the magazine.
Why is there so much heated argument about whether the use of recreational drugs is morally wrong? A new University of Pennsylvania study suggests that the debate about drugs might reallybe about sex.