Not for nothing a skunk weed stinky smoke hangs everywhere, and the acrid odor I detect around us is getting us dumb and dumber.
4/20 owes its roots to five Californian high school students - Steve Capper, Dave Reddix, Jeffrey Noel, Larry Schwartz, and Mark Gravich.
In 1971, the five San Rafael High School students devised a secret code that they used to indicate to each other that they would meet later in the day to smoke cannabis.
After saying "420" to each other in passing in their school hallways, they would then meet at 4.20 pm in order to smoke cannabis.
It’s also because a license to get high has turned Americans into zombies. I’ve lived in several cities nearly all my life. I never had to repeat myself as many as several times to get a response from the bummed-out stoner, the way I do now.
Bob Dylan’s lyric, “Everybody must get stoned,” is now apparently in the employees’ handbook at most every place requiring customer interaction response with a ‘No problem.’”
Too many workers in stores, and restaurants, have turned hopelessly stunad, as the Italian people call it. The word means dumb but sounds eerily similar to so many service employees’ doped-up conditions.
They’ve gotten stoned up the wazoo, hollow-eyed, disengaged from their tasks, their breath reeking of the wacky weed.