I’d always assumed I was fortunate being raised in the Haight-Ashbury during the ‘60’s. Exposed to different ideas, religions, and a litany of self proclaimed holy men. Now I find out the old neighborhood has been classified as a “part of the World.”
Meaning this world. For most of two decades it was unknown which planet rotated nearby, and which Galaxy was the better question …
Today, there are still parts of the world that rely on Cannabis stalks as a primary fiber, mainly because of its ability to grow “like a weed,” without requiring lots of water, fertilizers, or high-grade inputs to flourish. But the seeds, which house the plant’s natural oils, are often discarded. Parnas points out that this apparent waste product could be put to good use by turning it into fuel.
Now when I visit the folks, instead of fellows rushing the intersection to wash my window for spare change, they’ll be huffing the exhaust and causing my car to stall.
With the election a short month distant, California has the potential to piss all over J. Edgar’s memory with the legal morass that’ll come with legalization. It could be a Second Gold Rush – with the pharmaceutical industry claiming all the acres North of Sacramento, and Exxon claiming everything South …
Eureka, Dude.
The hemp biodiesel showed a high efficiency of conversion – 97 percent of the hemp oil was converted to biodiesel – and it passed all the laboratory’s tests, even showing properties that suggest it could be used at lower temperatures than any biodiesel currently on the market.
If it doesn’t need the water of the current vascular crops and all those orange groves, might it be the salvation of the Pacific Salmon, or will Los Angeles merely annex most of Arizona for a parking garage?
As for other industries that utilize Cannabis plants, Parnas makes a clear distinction between industrial hemp, which contains less than 1 percent psychoactive chemicals in its flowers, and some of its cousins, which contain up to 22 percent. “This stuff,” he points out, “won’t get you high.”
– via PhysOrg
Want to bet? An entire generation thought dried banana peels were an e-ticket to Utopia. They’re all bankers, lawyers, and hedge fund managers at the moment, but they’ll just use a bigger pipe this time.
DAMN! That’s some big single hitters those boys are packin’….Yeah,if Kali goes “green” there will be no end to the weirdness…To bad H.Thompson offed himself,his logical, measured perspective would be good to have on this subject….hehehehe…..
I think that you have discovered one of the Great Conspiracies of our time.
When I drive around our great country on my motorcycle, the one thing that I smell as often as petroleum distillates and manure is the aroma of burned cannabis.
There may be something to this…
“This stuff, won’t get you high” – hence the term, “hemp headache.” I can understand you not being exposed to trying to smoke hemp as a youth (being from HA) but midwestern kids tried like hell because it grows everywhere as a feral escapee from pre-prohibition hemp farms. Trying it just once can turn a person off pot forever. (well, maybe not quite forever) This probably has something to do with the rate of alcoholism there too.
Lacking any concern for society, and absent any great passion, I’ll take the unpopular path and side with the Salmon.
Kids … especially other people’s … are a dime a dozen.
Yes, I’m a godless SOB.
I am voting yes, I am all for saving the salmon!!!
I believe you misunderstand me. Hemp won’t get kids high; trust me, as kids, we tried. Banana peels probably work better. So my intention was agreement, that this plan is good for fish, good for economy, and good for kids. I’m a watershed biologist, so hell yeah, save the salmon.
You can still be a godless SOB if you want though. Good article.