I used to smoke daily 30 years ago. Now I rarely smoke, and when I do I get absolutely wrecked. Are there strains whose potency is like that of my youth but still taste as good as the crazy shit available now? - Elden N. Thway
I feel you. I generally dismiss all the “today’s weed is way stronger than it was back in the day, what about the children?!” talk as prohibitionist propaganda, but today’s weed is indeed way stronger than it was 30 years ago, and CBD (that’s cannabidiol) levels have plummeted in today’s most popular strains. Lest we forget, CBD acts as a sort of THC neutralizer, so it can keep you from getting too high, which is nice. People just wanna be giggly and silly, not anxious and paranoid.
Fortunately, there are solutions. The first: take fewer hits. There is no need to chuff the whole doobie. If you know you are smoking a strain with high amounts of THC, take one hit and see how you feel. If people wanna give you a hard time for being a lightweight, tell ‘em to stop being a buzzkill. Peer pressure is some middle school shit, and we are adults now.
Also, look for strains with less than 15-percent THC. You may also want to look for some of these newer 1:1 (THC:CBD) cannabis strains at your local shop. That way, you can take a few more hits and a few less risks. Happy hunting.
Smoke anything good lately? - Wee D’Head
Yes, yes I have. I mean, I smoke good all the time, but I just got back from Vancouver, British Columbia, and let me tell you, their weed is getting better and better all the time. (First, a shout-out to Lucky Doughnuts for creating the sourdough donut; it’s tangy, lightly glazed and goes excellently with coffee and a doobie.)
Vancouver weed highlights: The Twax joint from CannaCzar is one of those “weed mixed with hash rolled in a hemp blunt and covered in hash oil and kief” monstrosities that will either enliven or deaden a party, depending on the tolerance levels of the people in the room. I also tried an excellent Ice Cream Wedding Cake that was all sweetness and giggles, and something called Dank Pink. It smelled like roses, and was perfect for walking around on a cold dreary day. I wish I could have brought some back to share, but you can’t bring weed across international borders. Yet. Maybe next year.