Pot Smoking Stink Out

by Suzanne Berton

We’ve all heard the headlines recently reporting that pot use had doubled over the course of the past ten years. Plug your noses fellow citizens! Pot smoking - and the nasty smell that goes with it - is coming faster than you think. It will be around whether we like it or not. When I say plug your noses, I mean the smoke smell of pot isn’t something you want to bottle and sell like perfume. A few times in my life, I’ve smelled the horrid scent of these nasty fumes coming from various locations invading my space. There’s always a mad dash to breathe clean air when I smell this odour.

Just because most of us are seeing few people, if any, smoking pot in the open, doesn’t mean they haven’t been doing this. The smell is often the evidence. If the smell isn’t attracting people to pot, then what is it, I wonder. The smell alone might clear the sinuses, but I would rather use some other form of sinus medication to clean out my brain. Even my own dog sneezes when she happens to walk past an area that carries this odour. Smart dog.

Okay so that’s not the only reason I am concerned about “out-in-the-open” pot smoking.

Like cigarettes affecting ones health, I think the warnings about using this drug has fallen on deaf ears.

Some past reports explain that pot contains a myriad of chemicals harmful to the human body. We don’t like chemicals in our foods, but it’s okay to smoke them. Nor do we want chemicals in our stomachs, but it’s okay to let them into our lungs and blood stream. Imagine pot smoking during pregnancy, a purely selfish decision in my view, and one that affects unborn babies. We all know what the mother takes into her body goes directly through her blood stream to the baby. The mother could always say she forgot it was harmful to the baby seeing that pot affects short-term memory. She could also say the pot made her do it since it curbs all inhibitions.

Imagine the attractiveness of Chronic Bronchitis from smoking pot. For one thing, a person smells terrible. Picture a handsome man hacking his guts out on the first date or proposing to a beautiful girl.

Pot has been known to promote heightened stress. On the one hand you could be motivated to do the unthinkable – let’s say streak through the neighbourhood, moon your neighbour, go swimming in sub-zero temperatures, to name a few, and then once you do it, you regret doing whatever it was you found easy to do in the first place. Your stress levels shoots to the roof.

Pot takes time to leave the body unlike some other chemicals. It tells you, hey chum! pot doesn’t bother you one bit. You can do it anytime and you wouldn’t get hooked. Not true. Apparently, it takes quite some time for the drug to leave the body. It’s a sneaky drug. You could say pot sticks to your system like a bloodsucker to skin.

One report even suggested that pot affects male fertility. You’d think this would have more than a few men worried, but apparently not, the few minutes buzz is more important. Remember, pot smoking does kill motivation.

Now if a person is working on a job and has to do many tasks at once, smoking pot beforehand could pose a problem. Using pot diminishes the ability to handle multi-tasks. For a second, imagine someone on pot driving a car or operating machinery. Now would you let a pot smoker cut your hair or repair your television? Not unless you are on pot and you wouldn’t care one way or the other.

As bad as the smell of pot is the “rolly” itself is not exactly my idea of something I would want to put to my mouth. Its appearance, a wad of sticky pot tobacco in wrinkled piece of cigarette paper, should be a good enough clue to deter most sane people. It not quite what any good doctor would order for relaxation.

We all know the war of words that went on with regular cigarette smoking. It’s one of those things that people will argue about for years to come. With the possibility of pot openly allowed into our society, I can only imagine the war of words that this will create, from the smell to the side effects. I already know what side I’ll be on in this case. The health hazards are reasons enough for me not to go near the stuff. The smell itself, the big pot-smoking stink out, will have me running in the opposite direction.