From Harvey Wasserman at http://www.harveywasserman.com… –”R”R
Hello All Californians.
Sadly, I was never able to see your beautiful state in my Earthly lifetime, to my great regret. But you may recall I wrote the book—“Common Sense”—that sparked the Revolution that made you free.
And I authored the “Age of Reason,” which had some things to say about the ability of human beings to make rational decisions about their fate.
In that spirit, I have been contacted by my old friend George Washington. Among other things George asked me to write “Winter Soldier,” which helped inspire our troops to continue the fight against the King.
As you all know, we won that one. Big Time.
Now it’s time you exercise the freedom we won you.
George wants me to transcribe our most recent conversation about the Proposition 19 referendum on legalizing smoking hemp, or what you now call “marijuana.”
I must tell you that George, Ben, Tom, Jaimy Madison—all of us!—have greeted with disbelief that news that this crop is somehow illegal. I did all my best writing on paper made from hemp, often while under the influence of the vapors I derived from smoking it.
I will leave it at that for now, as George has asked to be heard:
Take on the dominant global superpower of the day? With a bunch of ragtag farmers bearing muskets? What the hell was I smoking?
A MESSAGE FROM THE FATHER OF YOUR COUNTRY:
Hello Californians.
What a lovely name. I only wish I had seen your countryside in my lifetime.
I am talking to you through Tom Paine to say that it is time to end this silly ban on smoking hemp, or, as you now call it for some reason, marijuana.
In my lifetime, there was no plant for which I had a greater fondness. It was the easiest to grow of all my crops, and the most profitable. We used it for clothing, rope, sails, textiles, feed, food, fuel and much more.
Certainly there was no crop for which our brave American farmers had greater enthusiasm. It was the number one cash crop on virtually all farms in America, and probably the top money earner for all the states taken together.
My good friend Tom Jefferson vastly preferred it to tobacco, or to any other crop he grew. He wrote his wonderful Declaration on paper made from it. Ben Franklin built an entire mill that used hemp as its primary stock.
And though we wrote about it rarely, we all enjoyed smoking a good pipeful at the end of the day. Knowledge of this came to us through the Greeks and Romans, and before that the Chinese and Indians, whose seeds I greatly treasured, and widely recommended. Of course our friends among the native tribes often provided us with the very best of their smoking matter.
Though it is somewhat difficult to retain decorum about this issue, I must tell you that if anyone had walked into our Constitutional Convention in Philadelphia and told us that someday, in this great nation we were founding, citizens would be put in jail for possessing this great herb, we would have laughed them out of the room. Now that I see what is being done to innocent citizens who raise and smoke this herb as we did, I am tempted to demand that the authorities responsible for this foolishness THEMSELVES be incarcerated.
So as the Father of Our Country, I ORDER you to vote for Proposition 19.
I realize, of course, that I am no longer Commander in Chief, or even your president, and our great nation is a democracy. So you are free to do as you choose, and I have said this to get your attention.
But how do you think we survived at Morristown and Valley Forge? Under what other influence could I have dared to dream of crossing the Delaware in the dead of winter to surprise the Hessians at Trenton.
I have said enough. I merely wish to remind you that EVERY Founder who had land grew hemp EVERY drafter of the Constitution, when asked, would wonder how on Earth it ever became illegal.
Your children and grandchildren will someday ask the same. I left this planet knowing future generations would revere us for the wisdom and bravery to stand for what was natural and right.
As a Founder, I expect all Americans to exhibit the same Common Sense. Vote Yes on Proposition 19 and begin the restoration of sanity to this great nation.
May God Bless the United States of America.
George Washington.


I think it is dangerous for people to promote the use of a substance that creates an appetite for itself.
Even if early Americans grew it or smoked it, does not mean it was wise.
This same logic would say if George Washington smoked tobacco, then it must be a good thing to do.
These men also made mistakes. Must we follow every detail of their lives? Even their shortcomings.
I repeat – It is dangerous to promote a substance that creates an appetite for itself.
Also This is the Father of our country, George Washington.
I’m a man of cultivation and I cultivate my own
I’ve examined every aspect of how the herb is grown
Sowing hemp for rope and sails requires no attention
But reaping potent smokeables calls for intervention
The potency of the female plant decreases post fertilization
I regret to say I arrived too late to make the separation
You see the hemp behaves like human beings, each one has a sex
Trying to keep the two apart has made us nervous wrecks
Nervous wrecks… sounds like some kind of diseased dinosaur…
Look, I’m not trying to make waves,
I have to confess to protect my reputation.
No, I’m not gay, I smoke hemp, what you people call
Rope tabacco, reefer, gage, grass, weed, pot, boo, bud, shit,
in my day we called it hemp.
Not unlike today’s United States,
the thirteen colonies largest cash crop was hemp.
Here I am this supposed monument to integrity and
I sit here with my hands tied behind my back
watching otherwise law abiding citizens get
hauled off to the hoosegow for harvesting hemp,
Certainly not what the architects of our society had envisioned,
Depressing isn’t it?
The whole country is going to pot.
How can I start a revolution with no hemp? The moral of my
troops will certainly droop if we stoop to stems and seeds…
I’ll have to cop from Jefferson to satisfy our needs.
Now Tommy’s mellow,in Monticello, toking up and writing down those grand ideals.
Since we smoked and spoke and joked about the future of this land,
I think I understand just how he feels.
We hold these truths to be self evident, etcetera,
down to the part we like the best;
to protect our own indulgences, we guaranteed the pursuit of happines