I do not think Oklahomans are dumb enough to fall for the medical marijuana nonsense.
Spoken like someone who has never been a caregiver.
I remember when family would come over and tell me my grandpa looked really bad... I wasn't sure how to tell them this was actually one of his "good" days. I remember the buffet of drugs he had to take: some pain pills could only be taken with a full glass of water.... these other pills had to be taken after a "full meal".... these pills were supposed to help with the nausea but they didn't really do anything for him that I could tell... I didn't know what to cook or what food to buy because everything tasted so bad to him after awhile; what worked Monday night didn't work Friday night... he always liked French dressing but then hated it and almost by fluke I discovered he liked Catalina, then he hated that... I tried to keep him away from spicy or greasy foods, then my brother in law brought in a few Braums hamburgers and he was able to eat them.... it was ALWAYS a struggle to get him to eat-- he rarely had an appetite and many times he had to force himself to eat out of stubbornness and/or sheer will...
I remember for a long time I was desperate enough that I wished I could have made him some "hash brownies" -- not to get him "high," just to get him to eat.....
Because when I tried marijuana in my misspent youth, it didn't really do anything for me.... except settle my stomach from the massive quantities of beer I drank that night, then it gave me a bigtime case of the munchies.... the next morning, my usual hangover was conspicuously missing.
When you see a loved one in daily pain and see the remarkable amount of chemicals in the form of pills that you are helping put into his body day after day after day.... pills that are supposed to make him better or at least more comfortable... pills that are far more powerful than marijuana and closer to morphine and heroin than anything most of us are ever prescribed....
Well, it's at that point when you see medical marijuana in a completely different perspective than a preacher or a pothead or a politician sees it.
I'm sure some members of my holier-than-thou family would have been completely opposed to me getting some medical form of cannabis for my grandfather; heck, he likely would have opposed it himself.
But honestly, what's the diff between these powerful pain pills he was taking compared to pot? If something else can be invented that handles appetite, nausea and dulls the pain, I'm all ears. What ended up being prescribed was a politically correct progression of pills with side effects worse than anything I ever observed with pot.
I fail to see the "nonsense" here.