...is sometimes hard to take, but I'd rather the government-issued fig-leaf than no protection at all. I kind of look at my Health Canada card the same way that John Cleese in A Fish Called Wanda was instructed to look at the bobbies in the cell of his new client...

It's my "Pigs fuck off, please" card. I sorely wish that I didn't need such a thing.

I am a great believer in the Powers of the Free Market, though. Were it full and truly legalized, I know that in that free (or mostly free) market, there will be room for the w4ll-M4rtz, as well as the mom-n-pops who turn out connoisseur stuph (like mesef).

The Last Thing I want is MORE godd'mn gub'mint reg'lashion.

Some people are happy with Micky'Dees. Some want Filet Mignon.

And some sum'sabiches want FM @ Md's prices...

Sigh Let the Free Market sort it out.