Word: marijuana
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...bound to get us all anyway. Then when we've decimated our natural environment we'll have no more of these uncalled-for acts of horror, with the possible exception of an occasional mass murderer or sex criminal which we can handle. Besides we've got marijuana and LSD now so we can make our own beauty. Who needs all these crummy parks with their crummy wildlife...
Even the most black-thumbed city slicker could hardly fail to grow a bumper harvest of marijuana. The hal lucinogenic weed - which grows wild throughout America in every kind of soil - requires no plowing, fertilizing, harrowing, mulching, weeding, spraying or watering. To raise a crop of dreams, all the would-be "grass" farmer need do is scatter seed some time in the spring, then go off to a love-in for 60 to 80 days. When the female Cannabis sativa bears its resinous flowers, the farmer simply plucks the plant and dries the top portion in the sun, an oven...
...college senior (not a Harvard man) had the common complaint with an odd twist. He contracted gonorrhea four times last winter, though he insisted that he had only one girl friend. How had either of them caught gonorrhea? Probably, Dr. Fiumara speculated, at a marijuana bash that developed into a love-in. "I think I was always having relations with my girl friend," the student replied, "but I can't be sure-you get a bit fogged up." Said the girl: "Even at the parties, I always stay loyal to Jim-I think." Because the two did not have...
Dahlstrom, who admitted that he used marijuana, LSD and amphetamines, was not shy about discussing the crime-though his tale was scarcely coherent. Even before talking to his lawyer, he spilled out his story in prison to the San Francisco Examiner's Mary Crawford. He spoke of a bad LSD trip brought on by a dose that Carter had sold him. Later Dahlstrom told a reporter about what he called "the struggle": "He was convulsing as he went down. That's why I stabbed him some more -maybe a little too much. I hadn't had life...
Nevertheless, the park has become a preserve for high school kids who can't afford to sit in the Blue Parrot all day, and for marijuana brokers who use the spot as a pot Rialto. The rich ones sport Truc-loads of mod clothes and jewelery, the poor ones flaunt their general dishevellment. In the course of a day, 200 or 300 come and go. The Cambridge cops chase everyone away at midnight...