Twenty-two years later, I still haven't made it to California, but I have decided to become an active voice in the end of marijuana prohibition. One of my first steps has been joining NORML, the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws. I hold membership at the national level and also at the local level, via the Atlanta, Georgia, chapter of Peachtree NORML. I walked away from my first meeting with a snazzy blue NORML t-shirt and one simple directive: Wear it.
I'm beginning a new category on my personal blog dedicated to my experiences with NORML, marijuana and the end of prohibition. The remainder of today's post relies on the power of images. I have been wearing my NORML shirt to some very normal places and would like you to take a look.
|First stop was gymnastics. I filled out paperwork for my children's after school program while my daughter walked on the balance beam and did cartwheels during the local rec's open gym time.|
|Here's my daughter at the gym.|
|She was very happy about our time there.|
|We saw a First Friday fair on the way home from gymnastics and stopped there for a few minutes. But it was loud, chaotic and overwhelming to my daughter, so . . .|
|We went to the Chic-Fil-A drive thru instead. How normal is that?|