Gay Riot

It occurs to that from a strategic point of view: why the hell should I care about gay rights? Back in the olden days, we had race riots to make us give a shit. But do we get a gay RIOT? No -- we get some pansy-assed (to coin a phrase) gay MARCH.

Whoop de do. A march.

In any case, I expect that many legislative movements were born of blocking traffic and walking down the street in revealing outfits that get posted on internet newsgroups so that thousands upon thousands of lonely college freshmen can whack off to the lesbians with pierced nips and spiky collars. Or something. Hey, at least it wins over the lonely-college-freshman vote.

In any case, if you want civil rights, gay or otherwise, you have to have a riot, not some stupid march. Duh. Show some balls (so to speak)! Smash something! Get arrested throwing a brick at a truck driver's head!

Pot farming.

In western states with lots of government owned land, it's apparently a problem that pot growers set up plantations that the state then has to eradicate.

Well this is just stupid. The pot farmers should get a decent GPS and a good set of hiking boots. In the spring, they could hike into all kinds of hard to reach places and plant their crop one seed at a time. Then, at the end of the summer, they go back to their GPS waypoints and track down their crops for harvest.

Better yet, send an underage high-school doper out to fetch your dope for you. He'll probably even work for dope.

It might be a bit more expensive to harvest this way, but the prison risk goes way down and it becomes much more difficult for fly-over's to get a spectral profile of pot chlorophyll.