I'd Rather Be Stoned Than Fat

The debate over whether or not to legalize marijuana, a plant that grows naturally, rages on, while many other things damaging to one's psyche, soul and physical well-being remain not only legal but are shoved down our throats every minute of every day. These include but are not limited to cigarettes, cigars, beer, vodka, scotch, bourbon, soda, pizza, cookies, candy, ice cream, muffins, chips, bagels, tacos, nachos, burgers, French fries, fried chicken, fried seafood and all-you-can-eat pasta at those all-you-can eat food emporiums across the nation.

Add to that the legal medications of every variety imaginable for every ailment possible, all which carry the same dire warnings of suicidal thoughts, suicidal actions, heart attack, loss of vision, difficulty breathing, stroke and death, not to mention those four-hour erections, that we are advised to consume from the minute we turn on the TV in the morning to the second we go to sleep at night, often after ingesting something made in a laboratory to help us sleep, and you can see why the debate is nothing short of comical.

As for me, I'd rather be stoned than fat. (Or dead.)