I DESPISE Marijuana. The scent of it makes me feel sick and even angry. I also despise the kind of people who walk around high everywhere, with fucking pot leaf hat, pants, shirt, jacket, etc. If it's THE defining characteristic about you, you're doing it wrong.

But I don't care what people do far away from me. Smoke the fuck up, take a shower, and then take a nice slow careful walk to Walmart and I'll gladly ring your goofy ass up, or give you advice on Lawn and Garden related shit, fencing, grills, all the stuff I'm good at. If you reek of weed I'll be fighting the dual urges to vomit on your shirt and take a swing at you.

Flip Side: I am all for more dire, even draconian, penalties for people who drive while impaired by substances. As a guy with permanent nerve damage in one leg from someone who was driving who should not have been, no forgiveness for someone who drives while fucked up.

Personal Freedoms are the greatest things this nation has. Personal Responsibilities just need to match them.