Bee Not Afraid

 I was just thinking about bees and Israelites, and rembered a fragment from a song I heard at church:

"...bees aren't afraid,

they go before you making 

honey so sweet 

to mix into your tea."

This must have been a great comfort to Moses and the gang on their way to the land of milk and honey.

And I had never thought of bees as brave...in fact, I hoped they weren't 'cause I'm allergic too bee stings...but think of it, they had to be brave to be a Plague of Egypt, and help the Israelites escape.

Really makes me think.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is SPECIFIC.

We have got to bee specific 

when we talk 'bout stinging bugs

that can be far from terrific;

in fact, I really think they're thugs

looking for someone to stab,

not caring if they die in sending

me to a cold mort'ary slab

anaphylaxis as my ending.

That did nearly happen once,

and I thought that I was heaven-bound,

but I am not quite the dunce

and in the years since I have found

that avoidance of the lethal stings

lies in killing all the bloody things.

Three minutes forty-five.

Syl thinks I have a bee in my bonnet.

What's Your Take On Medical Marijuana ((Tell His Story)

 First, a disclaimer. I don't use medical marijuana; I've never smoked the stuff at all, and never will. I don't like handing over the control of my brain to chemicals (I don't take opioids for the cancer thing, either).

That being said, I am aware of the benefits it can bring to some people, and am really appalled at the patchwork laws we have. In my state, medical and small amounts of recreational weed are legal, but the federales set up rolling checkpoints to interdict the product.

It's kinda nuts, guys. Make up your minds. Either accept it for medical use or ban it, but this wink-and-nod stuff is corrosive to the rule of law we need to share.

If you need medical weed and have (or choose) to travel, good luck. If you fly and TSA finds it, you're busted (though they don't specifically look for it).

In some states you may choose to visit, and medical marijuana is legal, you may be able to buy it directly with an authorizing card, or arrange up to thirty days ahead of time. In other states, you're out of luck.

Why the inconsistency? Part of it is undoubtedly cultural, that marijuana was seen as an outlaw drug, and a precursor to worse things.

But another reason may be found in the sonnet below. It doesn't necessarily reflect my opinion, but rather thoughts that I've seen expressed in online cancer forums.

And so, if you're with me to here...what would Jesus do? Wine mixed with myrrh was given Him on the Cross, presumably to control the pain, but what would He say about marijuana and opioids and the other things we turn to?

I honestly don't have a clue.

Temp'erture and dew point

and all their little friends.

It's too damp out to smoke a joint

before the night-time ends.

See, I've got a condition,

and weed settles me down.

Why should I need permission 

from some suited DC clown?

But that's the way the whole thing goes,

no thinking 'bout the little guy,

for as most all people knows,

the fingers in Big Pharma pie

will close the door to cleaner care

because there is no profit there.

Sylvia worries about my having excessive pain, but figures that cuddles and ice cream will fix anything.

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