By: Katie Callen
This worthless life we lead sitting like slobs watching people’s drama unfold is unreal to say the least.
I your fearless leader am at fault now! I come to you via face book but that’s what troubles me. Why do I sit here and watch like a helpless sheep waiting for slaughter? My brain is turning to mush as we speak.
And so is yours. Continue reading
Good Morning Americana,
It’s 50 degrees outside, the sun is just barely shining through the dense clouds and we woke up late.
Consequently I had to take my daughter to school this morning. Half asleep, mongering around my house, trying not trip over a toy, or bowl of milk my husband left on the floor while watching some awful horribleness. Continue reading
By: David Pratt
You would think in the victory lap of a populist movement focusing on civil liberty, freedom of choice and a plant that tends to unwind the uptight that you wouldn’t have to stress over busybody, school-hall-monitor types waiting to wash your mouth out with soap as soon as you call Shiva’s favorite flower something other than “cannabis.”
But they are out there taking notes and keeping score, the persnickety people quick to castigate and correct as soon as you utter the words “pot, weed, bud, reefer,” or sling other similar slang terms to describe the annual, dioecious, herb we all know and love so well.
By: Maven Cade Leary
It’s 4:04 in the morning, the 21st of July, just a few days after Hunter S. Thompson’s birthday. The night, a long and treacherous journey, has returned me unscarred to my decrepit abode in the Cote-des-Neiges ghetto. A journey into the heart of Montreal, and the supposed Just for Laughs festival, has left me with a newfound fear for the human race. Long gone and far down the path of the damned, we walked hand in hand as the reaper played her tunes.
The night was an investigative adventure well into the realms of insanity, where drugs and alcohol reigned, and the legend- Hunter S. Thompson- was honored and remembered.
By: Maven Cade Leary
A revolution in the social sense is a word that implies a change in a current state, where an established order must be destroyed in order to give way to another.
The distinction between a rebellion, a revolution, and evolution is mostly in the way in which these adaptations attempt to, and thus sometimes succeed in, altering the social construct. Continue reading