Because Laughter Is the Best Medicine

Good people, the time is now. America and the world are changing the way we have traditionally thought about mind-altering substances and their value to society. It's time to stop arresting and prosecuting people for using simple, homegrown stuff to ease their pain and add some joy. Enough already. Legalize it.

Oh, and the health effects?  More and more, science shows us that what has ailed human for decades or centuries can be in some ways alleviated by using these currently "controlled substances." Come on.  Let's get into the modern age and make it legal!

Wait, did you think I meant weed?  Oh, no, no no.  Not marijuana.

Mushrooms!

Oh, yes.  According to the Psilocybin Service Initiative of Oregon and their PSI 2020 campaign,

there's a movement afoot that says that the use of recreational mushrooms -- with safety assistance, of course -- has inherently beneficial elements that can and will improve our mental health.  Seriously. It's worth a glimpse, no?

PSI 2020 is a "ballot initiative campaign aiming to legalize access to psilocybin assisted therapy, is now gathering petition signatures for the 2020 ballot."

According to PSI Chief Petitioners Tomand Sheri Eckert:

A growing body of evidence demonstrates that psilocybin assisted therapy is safe and uniquely effective. We think that this novel approach could help alleviate the mental health crisis here in Oregon by addressing costly epidemics like suicide, treatment-resistant depression and anxiety, PTSD, and addiction to drugs, alcohol, and nicotine. Additionally, the measure would open doors for new research, create access to services for those interested in personal development, and reduce penalties for common possession of psilocybin.

I know what caught your eye -- doing mushrooms can help with your addiction to drugs! The anti-gateway drug!

As someone who witnessed something called SpringFest in 1992, I can tell you that the effect definitely helped some people relax on an otherwise stressful spring day in Williamsburg, VA. Right up until some maniac tried to "smash himself" in the moving bookshelves in the library.

And as someone who knows someone who knew someone who's asking for a friend and once met someone who was related to a guy and you cannot pin this back on me/them but he read on the internet about a guy who once knew a guy and they created mushrooms out of perlite, vermiculite, rice, bell jars, terraria, and oh yeah syringes full of spores from Ecuador and Cambodia... let's not forget, Dude, that keeping wildlife, um... fungal spores, for... um, ya know domestic... within the city... that ain't legal, either.  YET.

This is all vastly intriguing to me.  And the way I came upon it is that a girl I knew from high school was touting this measure in earnest on Facebook this week. She's an awesome person and, when she references the highlighted quote above's laundry list of afflictions the psilocybin help, she says "every one of which I suffer or have suffered." She's collecting signatures. Just trying to make her world and others' better.

And trippier. Like way weirder.  I love it.



Popcorn for everyone!