Love Parade Back In Berlin

Only now they’re calling it the Love Pot Parade. OK, the Hanfparade.

Dope

Some 6000 activists have gotten together in the Hauptstadt again to demand the legalization of cannabis. It’s the same procedure (and same 6000 participants?) as last year. Countless thousands more really wanted to take pot, I mean part, this year but fell asleep on the couch again next to several empty bags of those cool Dorrito-like chips they sell over at Reichelt.

“Das sind weniger, als wir uns erhofft habe”», sagte Steffen Geyer, Sprecher der Parade. Es seien wieder nur die Leute da gewesen, “die immer kommen”. Die jährliche Hanfparade gibt es seit 1997.

Poor But Sexy But Stoned

Actually, depending upon who you choose to believe, Berlin isn’t nearly as poor but sexy as it used to be.

Pot

But that still leaves the stoned part (he said leaves). Talk about that counterculture paradise we were addressing yesterday. Councillors in Berlin Friedrichshain-Kreuzberg have now voted to launch the city’s/country’s first cannabis cafe in their district. See what happens.

I had no idea you could drink the stuff in your coffee, though.

German law prohibits the public sale of narcotics, but exceptions are possible “for scientific or other purposes in the public interest”.

Drug money

And here I thought they were all on dope already. The Left party’s expert for addiction and drugs (or was it drugs and addiction?) has suggested combating the German state’s current fiscal woes by legalizing marijuana because “We could really use the money we would take in with cannabis tax for, like say, health education.”

What kind of a state is the state in?

What a bunch of copycats. Or maybe this is just the next well-orchestrated move in some sinister international German-Austrian-Californian drug tax cartel conspiracy. Damn. My head starts spinning just thinking about it. And I get the munchies, too.

„Dann hätten wir eine Gleichstellung aller Drogen.“