I've done almost every drug imaginable, everything except shooting up. I been to hell, to addiction, almost to the brink of death. I've been able to quit every drug I've wanted to (Meth in particular) without rehab. Shit, I've even gave up smoking. But in the end, I look down and what do I see? A big fat doobie waiting in the ashtray. I believe it's our god given right to smoke weed. C'mon it's a plant, and there's no additives, no perservatives, sure it may not be that healthy, but it's our choice to smoke it. I say yes, I will be smoking weed when I'm old and wrinkled, just to piss the government off!