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Monday, October 29, 2018

Herbert Huncke's America - In The Park - Edited by Jerome Poynton

Herbert Huncke began smoking cannabis in Chicago at an early age and later introduced marijuana to New York’s Beat Generation.

In The Park recalls Huncke's childhood molestation, circa 1928, before he left Chicago for the road. This was reported to be Allen Ginsberg’s favorite Huncke story. It is arguably Huncke’s most disturbing.

Morning – early – break of dawn – the sky clear and blue – the sun’s rays reaching downward through the leaves and boughs of the trees outside our windows and bird calls prominent above the occasional voices of the early risers and the sounds from the stirring round of those just awakening.  I have just returned from a long morning walk through the streets of the city.  I have always enjoyed walking and much of my life has been spent roving city streets through the hours of darkness.

Some of my more welcome memories and recollections have to do with my youth in Chicago and many—many—nights spent wandering through the city streets and parks and along the lakefront, finally resting atop a stone piling perhaps or on a bench watching the sunrise.  I had adventures and strange experiences—frequently meeting and becoming involved with other night people.  I learned much about sex and about the vast number of people who make up the so-called less desirable element in our American way of life.  Haunted people—lonely people—misfits—outcasts—wanderers—those on the skids—drunkards—deviates of all kinds—hustlers of every description—male and female—old people and young people—and they come from every section of the country.
Were I requested to select the strangest—the most unusual—the most vicious—the most dangerous—generally the most outstanding—the saddest—the most frightening—the kindest—the one most in need of love—or the one most apt to give love—I would be completely stymied—and at this point—there are many I have forgotten.  There is one who stands out from the rest slightly—perhaps because he was my first encounter with someone who was—according to even extreme comparisons with what I have been taught was sane—beyond the limit and undoubtedly very sick and well along toward maniacal.  He was unquestionably an excellent example of just what can happen to the human element in a society geared to greed and power where the human element is almost entirely ignored except in lip service to man as an individual—and which remains actively indifferent while spewing forth a constant mounting percentage of the population into the group known as—human waste—which is accounted for by recognising the tragedy as a sociological hazard to be expected in the best of organized societies.

I was about fourteen when I met him, and although I was conscious of his aloneness it wasn’t until considerably many years more were added to my age I realised—with any degree of compassion—the stark horror he himself must have sensed almost constantly regarding his existence.

It was toward dusk of a warm late summer day—walking through a somewhat remote section of the park—thickly wooded and little used by people out near the lakefront—that I first became aware of him.  I had left the path that wound around and through the area and was intending to make a shortcut through the trees and bushes to the edge of the lake.  I had just pushed through a heavy clump of bushes into a clearer area when I suddenly saw him standing a bit to one side of the trunk of a large tree.  He was partially facing toward me and I was rather abruptly halted—mostly because of being surprised by seeing him—he smiled—and said, “Hi.”  I answered—saying “Hello—you kind of took me by surprise.”   While answering I looked at him more carefully—taking in his appearance in detail.  He was thin and not much taller than me—with sharp pointed facial features—and though his thin, rather long mouth carried a smile, his eyes—light blue in color—remained cold and hard.  His hair was dark blond—almost brown—straight and long—and part of it fell to one side of his face—covering his ear—and as I watched he raised his hand and pushed it back—only to have it again fall down as before.  His hands were large—with exceedingly long fingers—and somehow didn’t seem to go with the rest of his appearance.  He was wearing a white shirt—somewhat soiled and haphazardly tucked into his black trousers.  He wore an old pair of badly scuffed brown shoes.

As I began moving—intending to continue on my way—he stepped almost directly in front of me and reached out and took hold of my arm—up near the shoulder—and partly over the muscle.  His long hard fingers dug deep into my flesh and as he applied pressure I winced with pain.  He had taken me almost unaware and—for a moment—I was as intensely frightened as I have ever been—my entire body seemed suffused with panic. I started to struggle—trying to break away.  He exerted more force and for an instant I thought—he is going to kill me.  He began speaking to me in an imploring tone—begging me not to get scared—he wasn’t going to hurt me—although he could.

“See,” he said, and he raised one of his hands up toward my face—to show me the gleaming blade of a knife, “I won’t hurt you—come on—over this way,” he said as he began pulling me along with him toward some tall bushes.

By then my fear and panic had subsided.  Somehow seeing him up close had helped dispel some of the fear.  He was younger than he had first appeared—probably somewhere in his late twenties—and also he had stirred my curiosity in some fashion.

I can’t remember all that transpired in the short distance we covered, but I had started talking and had succeeded in establishing a sort of friendly note into the situation, so that as we reached the bushes he removed his hand from my arm and—although he still carried his knife—he seemed less menacing.
It was still quite light and although he whole area was filled with shadows, one could see plainly.
We pushed into the bushes—stooping over a bit to avoid being scratched on the face—with me in the lead.  There was a clear space in the center and we stopped.  It became obvious to me immediately that he had been there before.  Lying on the ground was a black jacked folded—and a leather briefcase.  He told me to sit down and as I did he squatted down in front of me for a moment, then sank down to a sitting position on the ground—his legs stretched out in front of him.  He was in a position where—although he was in front of me—I was facing his side.  He fumbled in his pocket and found a couple of cigarettes—one of which he gave me.  Putting his knife down somewhere along his side away from me, he located matches and lighted our cigarettes.  He allowed himself to lean back a little and drew deeply on his smoke.  We had both been quiet while this had taken place and I was a bit startled when he threw his cigarette down suddenly and said, “Look at this—ever see anything like it?—and he reached down to the fly of his pants—pulled it open—and drew out his cock.  It was enormous.  “Bet you never saw one that big before,” he said as he began slowly masturbating.  He was quite right—I had never seen anything—even remotely comparable in size or length—and my thought was that he was some kind of freak o nature and this was some kind of malformation.

“You’re a nice kid,” he said, “I think you wouldn’t laugh at someone who is different—just because they are different.  Here—put your hand on my cock.  Just hold it—don’t move it—but squeeze—not to hard—just squeeze.  I want you to see some pictures.”

I reached over and held his cock in my hand—complying with his request.  He picked up his briefcase—opened it—and began removing stacks of photographs.  He put them down by his side and then—putting his briefcase out of the way—he picked up one of the photographs and showed it to me.  It was the picture of a little girl maybe seven or eight years old completely nude.  Looking at it more closely, I could see where pencil marks had been drawn around the small mound of her pussy to look like hair.  “Ain’t she a little doll?” he said.  “Do you think I could stick this into her?”  And pushing my hand away he grabbed his cock in his hand and furiously jerked it for a minute or two, all the time muttering out statements—about how good it would feel and about it being best and a favor to a girl to get fucked young and especially with a big cock because then—later—no other cock unless bigger could ever hurt her.  He threw down the first picture and began picking up one after another—showing them to me.  Most were of children and many were of children without clothing.  In one there was a little boy and a little girl, and apparently he disliked the idea of the little boy having a penis because he had blotted it out with black ink.  There were several of naked women and he described in detail how thrilled they would be if he were to fuck them.  Finally he returned to the first picture.  This apparently was his favourite and he gazed at it almost tenderly.

All the time he had continued playing with himself and now he reached over and began fumbling with me.  The whole experience had been unnerving and I hadn’t had an erection but as he opened my trousers and began playing with me I grew excited.  He looked at my cock closely—making comments about my never comparing to him—and that I would never save some little girl from being hurt.  He stopped playing with me—telling me to begin jerking myself so he could watch.  As I began he applied himself more vigorously to his own masturbation—all the time talking about fucking the little girl.  “I got it in her now—oh, it feels good—it’s way up in her belly—I’ve got my big prick in her tight little cunt—it’s in up to the balls—oh, it’s good—I’m going to come in her—I’m getting ready—oh, I feel it coming—all my hot juice is for her—oh, watch.”  With that he ejaculated—over and over again—his whole body shaking and quivering—and as he slackened up—he started weeping.

Cover Story - November 2018 - Success Nutrients is Life Changing!


We know we're doing something right, when grown men came up to our team in TEARS because we changed the yields in their garden, which in turn changed thier lives and their family's lives! When we teach people how to improve their garden and get them running Success Nutrients. Then their success is our success, and we take huge pride in that. We couldn't be more proud to know that our methods helped our customers achieve results they could only dream of.

Are your gardens performing the way you would like them to? Is it a constant hit or miss with your yields?

Three A Light might be a great place for you to start by either learning how to grow for the first time, or if you're just trying to simplify your current methods.  Three A Light is a book written by Joshua Haupt that for over the past couple years has sold over 2000 copies at $500 a copy.  The book, Josh, and the large yields produced by the Three A Light team stirred up a lot of publicity and has the industry talking about three pounds a light which seemed to be like a unicorn to most.

Since the launch of Three A Light and Success Nutrients things have been moving quickly.  We were acquired by Medicine Man Technologies, a publicly traded company in March 2017. (MDCL: OTC US) During this transition we continued to help hundreds of gardens achieve amazing results. Although Success Nutrients were built for the Three A Light methodology, they can still be used with coco, hydroponics, soil and works well in both indoor and outdoor gardens.

People always say that if you guys hit such large yields then why don't you just grow three pounds a light and sell weed? Well, the truth is we do and our gardens in Colorado harvest up to four pounds a light.  We do more because there is no better feeling than helping a new or failing business succeed and supporting the community of people and the families behind it. You can feel free to give our team of longtime cultivators a call at 720-583-1370. We would be happy to help discuss any issues your garden is having or why we think Success Nutrients will work great in your garden.


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Grow Tip: How to Make Enzyme Cleaner - November 2018 - by Kathy Hess

There has been a lot of buzz lately surrounding natural enzyme cleaners.  Not only is it a much safer, non-toxic product to safely clean your kitchen, bath, laundry and even carpets, it’s fantastic for your grow rooms and grow equipment as well.  We all know that a successful harvest starts and finishes with clean gardening equipment, and a natural enzyme cleaner is the perfect way to organically prepare your agriculture tools for success.

Enzymatic cleaners are powerful all-purpose cleaners that can be used safely on most surfaces, including metal and glass. These environmentally friendly cleaners contain enzymes and bacteria that digest organic matter, so they're ideal for removing stains and odors caused by biological materials.
Use a natural enzyme cleaner for your cloners, watering tools, pumps, piping, reservoirs, buckets, baskets, trimming and other gardening tools, without wasting extra water just to ensure you’ve rinsed away the toxic residue from traditional cleaners.

Of course, you can purchase enzyme cleaners at your local gardening center, and if you’ve been shopping one recently, their sales staff might have mentioned introducing enzyme cleaners into your routine.  That’s because they work, and they’re an expensive “add-on” to the sale. There are several brands to choose from.  However, making an all natural enzyme cleaner isn’t difficult, and much cheaper than buying one.  With a few simple ingredients, and a little time, you’ll have a hard working, non toxic cleaner in your hands for pennies.

· ½ cup (100 g) brown or white sugar
· 1 teaspoon (3 g) yeast
· 4¼ cups (1 L) lukewarm water
· 2 cups (300 g) fresh citrus peel
· 1 empty and clean 2lt Pop bottle

Part 1 
Mixing the Ingredients 

1.   Wash and chop the citrus peel. Rinse the citrus peel under running water and scrub the outside with a vegetable brush to remove dirt and impurities. Pat the peels dry with a clean towel, and carefully chop the peels into half-inch (1.3-cm) cubes. The pieces have to be small enough to fit into the opening of your pop bottle.

·    You can use a variety or mixture of citrus peels to make your homemade enzyme cleaner, including lemon, lime, grapefruit, and orange.

·   It’s important to use fresh citrus peels that aren't dried out or rotting. Dried peels won’t contain enough citrus oil for cleaning, and rotten ones will cause the mixture to mold.

2.   Combine the ingredients. Insert a wide-mouthed funnel into the mouth of a clean 2-liter (67.6-ounce) pop bottle. Pour the citrus peel chunks in a handful at a time until they’ve all been added to the bottle. Add the sugar, yeast, and water. Remove the funnel and screw the cap on tightly. Shake the bottle vigorously for a few minutes, until all the sugar is dissolved.

·   Its important to use a pop bottle for this recipe, because they're designed to hold liquids that are under pressure.

3.   Vent the gas multiple times a day. After the sugar has dissolved, unscrew the cap to vent any pressure that’s built up inside the bottle. Screw the cap back on. Repeat this process at least three times a day for two weeks to prevent the bottle from exploding.

·   After two weeks, reduce the venting to once a day, as most of the sugar will have been converted, so less carbon dioxide will be produced.

·   As the yeast eats the sugar in the mixture, it will convert the sugar to alcohol and carbon dioxide. This gas will build up in the bottle when the lid is on.

·   It’s important to leave the cap on and tight during this process, because the yeast needs an oxygen-free environment to ferment properly. Oxygen will also allow bacteria and mold to grow in the mixture.

Part 2 
Fermenting the Cleaner 

1.   Place the bottle somewhere warm to ferment. The optimum temperature for yeast fermentation is 95 F (35 C), so you have to keep the mixture somewhere warm while it ferments. A good place for the mixture is on top of a refrigerator.

·   The yeast will take about two weeks to ferment, but you can leave the cleaning mixture for up to three months for a stronger solution.

2.   Shake daily while the mixture ferments. Over time, the solids in the mixture will sink to the bottom. Every day, vent the gasses, screw the lid back on, and shake the mixture gently to stir up the contents. Vent the gas again before screwing the lid back on.

·   Continue swirling daily until you decide that the mixture is ready.

3.   Strain the mixture. After two weeks, the mixture will become opaque, and this means it’s ready to use and strain. You can also leave the mixture for another two and a half months if you have the time and want a stronger cleaner. When the mixture has fermented for long enough, pour it through a strainer and into a bowl to remove the solids.

·   Discard the citrus peels once they’ve been strained.

4.   Store in an airtight container. Transfer the strained cleaning liquid to an airtight container for storage. Exposing the mixture to oxygen will cause it to lose its potency, and it won’t clean as effectively.

·   To make ready-to-use cleaner, store small amounts of the cleaner in a spray bottle and keep the rest in an airtight container.

Part 3 
Using Enzyme Cleaner 

1.   Mix a diluted cleaner for delicate jobs. In a spray bottle or other container, mix one part enzyme cleaner with 20 parts water. Shake or stir to combine. This mixture can be used to wash cars, wash floors, and for other jobs around the house that don’t require a super-powered cleaner.

2.   Make an all-purpose cleaner. Measure ½ cup (118 ml) of enzyme cleaner and transfer it to a clean spray bottle. Mix in 4¼ cups (1 L) of water. Screw on the spray nozzle and shake the mixture to combine the water and cleaner. Shake before each use.

·    This all-purpose cleaner can be used on all surfaces to clean bathrooms, carpets, kitchens, for minor stains, and other cleaning needs.

3.  Mix with vinegar for an even stronger cleaner. For a stronger all-purpose cleaner,  mix one part apple cider vinegar with four parts homemade enzyme cleaner. Transfer the mixture to a spray bottle and use to clean kitchens, bathrooms, and tough stains.

MMMR Recipe - November 2018 - Leftover Turkey "Pot" Puffs - by MMMR Staff

Convenient items like leftover turkey, canna-butter, puff pastry shells, frozen vegetables and cream of mushroom soup allow you to whip-up mouthwatering, individual pot pies in less than an hour.

•   1 tablespoon vegetable oil
•   1 medium onion, chopped (about 1/2 cup)
•   1 can Campbell's® Condensed Cream of Chicken Soup (Regular, 98% Fat Free or Healthy Request) or Campbell's® Condensed 98% Fat Free Cream of Chicken Soup or Campbells®
Healthy Request® Condensed Cream of Chicken Soup
•   1/2 cup milk
•   1/4 cup of flour
•   1/3 cup canna-butter
•   1 package (10 ounces) frozen peas and carrots
•   2 cups shredded or cubed cooked turkey or chicken
•   1 package (10 ounces) Pepperidge Farm® Puff Pastry Shells, prepared according to package

Preparation of Puffs
Place frozen shells on ungreased baking pan. Bake at 380 degrees F for 20 minutes or until golden brown. Bake at 320 degrees F in convection oven for 12-15 minutes. Cool. Remove top or push to bottom. (Shells can be reheated for 5 minutes at 380 degrees F)

How to Make Them

Step 1
Heat the oil in a 10-inch skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and cook until tender, stirring occasionally.

Step 2
Stir the soup, milk, flour, peas and carrots in the skillet and heat to a boil. Reduce the heat to low. Add the canna-butter and mix. Cook for 5 minutes or until the vegetables are tender. Stir in the turkey and cook until the mixture is hot and bubbling. Spoon the turkey mixture into the already prepared pastry shells.  Top with the pastry tops, if desired.  Enjoy!

Cannibals of Freedom: The Fight for Legalization & Expungement of Criminal Records - by Daniel Price, Esq.

As of October this year recreational use of marijuana was legal in Arkansas, California, Colorado, Maine, Massachusetts, Nevada, Oregon, Vermont, Washington, the District of Columbia, and the US commonwealth of Northern Mariana Islands.  On the November ballot in North Dakota, and Michigan are (perhaps now were) measures to legalize marijuana for recreational use, and Missouri and Utah for Medical use.

Here we are, the voters in Michigan have hopefully told the state that it’s time to honor freedom.
Freedom so far as the recreational use of marijuana is concerned anyway.  One very small step in the fight against government parasites who believe it moral to control your life, granting you privileges which replace and destroy your freedom, and who take your money and property while allowing you to keep only what they deem fit.

Yet, did Michigan get it right? The measure in North Dakota serves as a guidepost. In that state, the ballot proposal does not limit possession, nor does it include a regulatory scheme like Michigan’s. Think about that. The voters have kept the government parasites out of the picture. I see a major breakout of freedom in North Dakota that should be taking place here in Michigan.
But what about all those victims of the US War on Drugs (Freedom)?  What about the 643,000 arrested for marijuana crimes in 2015 alone?  What about the approximately 26% of all state and federal prisoners incarcerated for drugs?  What about those who suffered the loss of property, income, and in some cases their lives?  How will we ever be able to tell them, “sorry, too bad you got caught exercising freedom while it was banned?
What about the fact that while citizens were being denied freedom that causes no harm to the life, liberty or property of another, while government parasites who violate federal laws suffer no consequences?  For example, in November 1986 then President Ronald Reagan confirmed that the US illegally sold arms to Iran in exchange for the release of the US hostages in Iran.  It was later that former National Security Advisor John Poindexter admitted he personally authorized the diversion of some of the profits to aid the Nicaraguan "contra" rebels, even though Congress had prohibited such aid because of the Contra’s involvement in the cocaine trade.  Many people in government were indicted and found, or plead guilty, yet President G.H. Bush later issued pardons.  Only one private contractor actually did 2 years in prison, while none of the government parasites did any time.

What about when investigative reporter Gary Webb published his "Dark Alliance" series, which examined the origins of the crack cocaine trade in Los Angeles.  He claimed that members of the anti-communist Contra rebels in Nicaragua had played a major role in creating the trade, using cocaine profits to support their struggle. It also suggested that the Contras may have acted with the knowledge and protection of the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA).  You guessed it, the very same people involved in the Iran-Contra Affair.  Interestingly, Reagan’s vice president, G.H. Bush, was the CIA Director from 1976-77.

What about when Operation Fast and Furious which was uncovered in 2010 as a result of the murder of a US border patrol agent with a semi-automatic rifle that the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives (ATF) supplied Mexican drug smugglers.  Interestingly, the US’s chief law enforcement agent at the time, Attorney General Eric Holder, was held in contempt of Congress after he refused to divulge documents for a congressional investigation in to the matter.  Yet, in that same year Holder pledged to continue to uphold laws and prosecute marijuana cases in states where it becomes legal.  You know, “Bolshavick” means a group of related or linked statements or claims which are based on nonsense, or lies.

Consider government’s role in gun/drug running.  Also consider government parasites are rarely ever incarcerated for their crimes or treason to the principles of freedom.  While at the same time, a person who sells $50.00 of cannabis faces many years in prison and the loss of income and property, and suffers with a permanent criminal record.

The next step in Michigan needs to be a grass roots demand for the automatic expungement of all marijuana convictions and the return of all property and money to those previously convicted.  It is true, expungement of criminal records would never make up for the losses to those individuals.  Nor would it make up for the double standard of parasites who prosecute others for exercising freedom, while not themselves being prosecuted for destroying freedom.  But it would be a great second step in reclaiming freedom in Michigan.  We needed you in the fight to legalize marijuana.  We need you more in the fight to help right the wrongs of the past and expunge criminal convictions for marijuana offenses.  Let’s do this!

Till next month, as always, keep rolling on.

Disclaimer: This is an informational article only.  It is not to provide individual legal advice.  If you need legal services, feel free to contact me, or any attorney of your choosing.

Free the Weed 93 - by John Sinclair

Interview conducted with John Sinclair at a rehab center in Detroit. John was recovering from a fall on October 10th, 2018 and was unable to finish his monthly column, so Jerome Poyton, Kira Horner and myself, Ben Horner, made a visit to make sure the column continued uninterrupted after seven years in the MMM Report.

Q. How do you feel about Prop One? 

A. I don’t like it very much, but I hope it passes because it’s a step forward. It’s a flim flam, I felt like these guys came in on a white horse to they were going to make up for the incompetence of Michigan Legalize. But as soon they handed into the petitions they changed the name to Regulate Marijuana like Alcohol. That very cheesed me off. That’s the last thing in the world I want. The clear line you draw from marijuana and alcohol, the closer you are to the truth.  Marijuana has nothing to do with alcohol. The other thing is MMP was corrupt and pussy grabbing, and now they have no money to finish the campaign. This is just my personal belief, as the guy that started legalization in Michigan my thoughts carry a curtain weight.

Q. How long have you been working on Legalizing Cannabis? 

A. Since January 1965, when I started Lemar. I got a flier in the mail from Edward Sanders and Allen Ginsberg in New York. It said, “Legalize Marijuana, Lemar!” So I thought what a great idea, so I started the Detroit Chapter. I typed up a flyer and ran off some flyers on the mammographic machine. We held the first meeting of Lemar in Detroit. We had no organization, we had no idea what we where doing, but it was a great idea.

Norml grew out of organization called Amorphia, Blair Newman and my dear friend Dr. Michal Aldrich aka Dr. Dope. Aldrich got his PhD from New York University, and started the first marijuana publication. Some how he stumbled on the Detroit Artist Workshop and me. Blair Newman new how to organize shit, and the two of them for Amorphia and their slogan was “Free Legal marijuana in your Backyard.” Their brilliance and downfall where in the same bag, because they wanted to create a marijuana orientated  product which they could sell to finance the political struggled to legalize. They form Acapulco gold rolling papers. Aldrich and me where tight. They organized the first California legalization initiative and I was invited out to speak. It was then that I met Keith Stroop, when he was starting Norml. Which we thought was square., because who wants to be normal.

Amorphia had it in their mind to develop a hemp paper, and they spent about three years working in Spain, which was they only people developing rolling papers at the time. Well by the time they had, all the money was gone. The first shipment was came, hundreds of boxes of papers, to a bonded warehouse in San Francisco. They couldn’t get them out because they had no money, so they went down and turned everything over to Keith Stroop and Norml.

From there I got in with Keith and barnstormed around California, Arizona and New Mexico, speaking and advocating. In those days this was really far out, because nobody did this. The only other person doing this sort of thing Gingsberg, Aldrich, Sanders and me was a lawyer in California. He developed a legal brief that became a guiding document for me and many others.

That flier I got from Ginsberg was the beginning. It was for a demonstration in New York.

Allen Ginsberg holding a sign that reads: “Pot is a Reality Kick”. Maybe from Dec. 27, 1964.

Q. What about Canada?

A. It makes me feel good, because in those days Canada was like 50 years behind. You now Canada bared me, from entry into their country because of a marijuana conviction.  I hate Canada. In 1974 we made the terrific mistake of responding to the City of Ann Arbor banning the Ann Arbor Blues and Jazz festival after two years. We got an offer from St. Clair College in Windsor to do it there, and like idiots we accepted. That ended that period of organization, because the RCMP. I was banned from my own concert. They where walking out into the crowd in the amphitheater arresting people. The RCMP where backstage, harassing BB King, Cecile Taylor and the rest of the artists.

Q. What’s next? 

A. I’m taking it one step at a time. I have no faith in anything after that last election. They are maniacs. I thought we where going to have Hilary, but know we have these clowns.

Q. How do you vote?

A. Right now I’m not walking yet. If I can be there on November 6th, I would like to vote in person. But I will probably cast an absentee voting. There is no irony in that. Voting is voting and I always vote.

So What's In It For Me? - by Tim Beck

Tim Beck: Chairman of the
Safer Michigan Coalition
The deadline for this column is October 22, and MMM Report will go to print shortly thereafter. It will hit the stands before the election on November 6, where the fate of cannabis legalization in Michigan will be decided by the voters.

While it is likely the measure will win, I'm superstitious about about proclaiming victory and speculating about good or bad things before the results come in. So during this brief, twilight space, I thought some readers may be interested in how this legalization movement got started many years ago and what I had to do with it.

 In the 1960's and early 70's, my fellow MMM Report columnist John Sinclair was Michigan's foremost marijuana legalization activist. Among other things, John endured hard time in Jackson Prison for marijuana possession. He inspired a movement which ratcheted down draconian punishment under state law for cannabis use. Ann Arbor, his home base, reduced marijuana possession to a $5 fine. Lot's of people realized the value of the herb because of John's work.

However, as the 1980's began and the Ronald Reagan era took hold, cannabis policy activism which resulted in immediate political change, went dormant in Michigan. A  new war on marijuana was declared by the US Government.

As someone who always liked herb since I took my first toke in a dorm room at the University of Detroit in 1970, where I later graduated magna cum laude and was elected student body president; this new era of government oppression was distressing. However, I felt helpless to do anything about it. I simply laid low, and focused on succeeding in the corporate health insurance business.

 At that time, I was sales manager for a local Health Maintenance Organization (HMO) and my greatest sale was Detroit Edison. In 1988, I started my own company, "Michigan Benefit Providers Inc," which specialized in HMO sales and services to the business market. By the mid 1990's the company was so successful, I had the time, money and personal freedom to get back into the political arena.

Identifying with the libertarian wing of the Republican Party, I ran for State Representative in the GOP primary in Grosse Pointe in 1996, but did not win. I then became editor of the local  party newsletter for three years. When a new local board came to power, it was time find something else to do.

Intrigued by the success of medical marijuana in California, and hating cannabis prohibition; I studied the situation and decided to do a ballot initiative in the City of Detroit, to legalize medical marijuana under the city code.

An organization called the "Detroit Coalition for Compassionate Care" (DCCC) was created. I  was the only member and financier. Due to poor legal advice, we failed to make the ballot in 2002, but came back again in 2004. This time we won in the August city wide election with 59% of the vote. Grassroots politics expert Neal Bush served as campaign manager and State Representative Lamar Lemmons  played a key role in securing the signatures needed to make the ballot. Libertarian political consultant Tim O'Brien handled direct mail and imaging.

When the campaign began, my family got a brick through our window the day the opposition press release went out.

DCCC was condemned by Governor Jennifer Granholm, Attorney General Mike Cox, Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick, Oakland County Sheriff Mike Bouchard, Macomb County Prosecutor Eric Smith, the Detroit News, the Detroit Free Press, the Michigan State Police, the federal "Drug Enforcement Agency" the "Partnership for a Drug Free Detroit" and various members of the  clergy.

Coincidentally that summer, Chuck Ream started his own medical marijuana ballot initiative in Ann Arbor independent of DCCC.  Ann Arbor won by an overwhelming margin that November.

With Detroit and Ann Arbor weighing in, new hope was given to those who wanted change.

I was elected  Executive Director of Michigan NORML by the membership and Chuck and I mentored successful ballot measures in Ferndale, Traverse City and Flint. Recognizing success, the Washington DC based "Marijuana Policy Project" (MPP), funded by billionaire insurance entrepreneur Peter Lewis, stepped up with $1.5 million and funded a ballot initiative which legalized medical marijuana state wide in 2008.

In 2009, Chuck and I formed the "Safer Michigan Coalition" with the goal of legalizing adult use of marijuana for any reason.  We created a state wide list serv for mature activists who wanted real policy change. Over the years we mentored local leaders both Individually and collectively; to use the ballot initiative process to legalize recreational marijuana in cities such as Detroit, Lansing, Flint, Jackson, Kalamazoo, Port Huron, Mt. Pleasant, Oak Park, Ferndale,  Berkley, Hazel Park and Pleasant Ridge.

In an independent effort, Michael Tuffelmire, Jack Hoffman and others legalized the herb in Grand Rapids.

Robin Schneider and the "National Patients Rights Association" worked with the Legislature to set up a medical marijuana provisioning system. They succeeded in 2016.

All of these efforts bore fruit again. In 2018, with assistance from MPP and a Michigan organization called MI Legalize, the voters will be weighing in on statewide legalization this November.

So why me?

Well, I believe my family and the local community I grew up in had lots to do with it.

I am the oldest of 8 children from rural Monroe County, Michigan. My dad worked in factories in Toledo and Monroe. My mom was a homemaker. They did the best they could with the limited tools they had. The community was isolated from the outside world and I was a non conformist. I developed a contempt for authority figures, bullies, hypocrites and the pathologically stupid. My goal back then, was to simply pull the rip cord and get out of there as soon possible. I got a full scholarship from the University of Detroit in 1970, and never returned to Monroe County.

To this day, I dislike most cops, prosecutors, clergy persons and hypocritical politicians. Fighting to legalize weed is a big middle finger to the worst of this lot.

Out of altruism and self interest, I've spent countless hours of my life and over $200,000 out of my own pocket on ballot initiatives, legal fees and donations to various politicians to put an end to cannabis prohibition.

 Prohibition for peaceful, consenting adults is intrinsically flawed. It is a waste of public resources. It has victimized thousands of decent persons for no good reason. My altruistic goal from day one, was to tear down this rotten edifice.

As for self interest, I love politics. Some people I know spend $200K on a boat. They like boating as much as I like being a political player and the subject of media attention. This issue has paid dividends over and over for many years.

At his stage of life, it is a great joy to see a new generation taking the reigns. Mainstream political power brokers, corporate interests and major candidates for Michigan Governor and Attorney General like Gretchen Whitmer and Dana Nessel  are are also stepping up.

Even President Donald Trump has been saying the right things from time to time.

It's all good.

Tim Beck and Family