Pubdate: Wed, 03 Nov 2010
Source: Metro Times (Detroit, MI)
Copyright: 2010 Metro Times, Inc
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Author: John Sinclair
Note: Now based in Amsterdam, longtime multi-cause activist and
writer John Sinclair contributes to the bi-weekly Higher Ground
column in Metro Times. His musings and musical selections can be
heard at RadioFreeAmsterdam.com.
Also: Items dated Wed, 3 Nov 2010 are from a special issue of the
Detroit Metro Times titled The Pot Issue
http://www.mapinc.org/source/Metro+Times

Amsterdam Is Viper Central

Consider the Advantages of Going Dutch

As a prominent European port city, Amsterdam has served as a center
for lightweight vice - recreational drug use, prostitution, gambling,
public sexual excess - for several centuries.

This sort of activity has been tolerated in Amsterdam since the city's
beginnings, exemplified in modern times by fully legalized
prostitution and the virtual legalization of small-scale marijuana
sales and recreational drug use of all sorts.

But in no way is Amsterdam a wide-open city in any sense of the word.
Vice is regarded as simply a part of normal life and, in the Dutch
way, sensibly tolerated and regulated to fit proportionately into the
everyday life of its 600,000 citizens. Cannabis use has stabilized at
something like 20 percent of the populace and presents no sort of
threat to the rather staid social order.

Nothing is more boring to Dutch citizens than the topic of marijuana
use. There are those who oppose it on the usual religious or cultural
grounds, but the sensationalism and public drama of American-style War
on Drugs propaganda is nowhere in evidence; the forces of law and
order are perfectly happy with the way things work in terms of
recreational drug use.

It's important to remember that marijuana is not exactly legal in the
Netherlands. Marijuana use and procurement exist in what the Dutch
describe as a "gray area" where it's OK to buy some weed and smoke it
in the hundreds of licensed "coffee shops" that abound in the
Netherlands, with nearly 250 in operation in Amsterdam itself.

But it's illegal to cultivate, grow, harvest, import, transport or
deliver cannabis to the outlets where it's sold across the counter to
anyone over 18 who can meet the modest price of purchase. An
individual may grow five plants for personal use, but larger grow
operations intended to supply the coffee shop market with salable
product are targeted for arrest and prosecution by the police and courts.

The marijuana smoker is allowed by national governmental policy to
enjoy possession of five grams and the ability to purchase them over
the counter in the coffee shops, which are themselves permitted to
possess no more than 500 grams of marijuana and hashish on their
premises at any one time.

Holland has legalized medical marijuana, available at pharmacies with
a doctor's prescription, but word on the street is that the medicinal
weed isn't as good as that available commercially and even costs
somewhat more than the over-the-counter brands.

For centuries, weed itself was scarce in Holland, and hashish mixed
with tobacco into joints ("jointjes") was the traditional smoke. But
in modern times, the Dutch have learned from the holy farmers of
Hawaii and the West Coast how to cultivate vast quantities of
top-quality marijuana and make it available to the retail counters in
the coffee shops.

Now there are almost countless strains of marijuana - cannabis indica,
cannabis sativa and blends of the two basic types - offered to the
consumer by means of explicit menus provided at the point of purchase.
Standard brands like White Widow, Blueberry, Skunk and Power Plant are
always in the house, along with more exotic strains like Super Silver
Haze, Amnesia Haze, New York Diesel, various breeds of Kush and
Cheese, and whatever hybrid delicacies the growers manage to dream up
and cultivate from season to season.

Some coffee shops (such as the 420 Cafe, the author's favorite hang)
offer limited menus with maybe six marijuana and six hashish
selections. Others have strains specially grown for them, or
specialize in voluminous listings of 20 or 30 types of smoke always
kept on hand. Some weigh out your grams and bag them before your eyes,
while others sell pre-prepared gram bags.

Unlike our own measures in terms of ounces, quarters, eighths and
sixteenths, the Dutch use the metric system, and cannabis is sold
strictly by the gram. For the causal smoker of limited financial
power, this means that you can cop by the $8-$10 gram and rest assured
that there'll be another gram of the same sort and quality available
in the same location when you need it next - no pressure to round up
$60 or $80 in order to enjoy your smoke.

The great thing is that there's no stigma attached to getting high or
enjoying a smoke in a public setting, although the Dutch much prefer
that such use is kept indoors and confined to like-minded sorts.
Smoking cannabis is de riguer in the coffee shops, and there are many
smoker-sympathetic bars that allow the simultaneous ingestion of
cannabis and alcoholic spirits.

Until a few years ago, the coffee shops were allowed to serve both
smoke and drink, but such mixing is no longer permitted, and the bars
that allow smoking don't sell the stuff on the premises. And since the
European Union enacted anti-tobacco legislation that forbids smoking
cigarettes in coffee shops, restaurants and bars anywhere, only
cannabis smoking is permitted in properly licensed
establishments.

Coffee shop culture is a topic in and of itself, but a brief
historical survey reveals that the coffee shops resulted from the
growth of public smoking and cannabis provision that started in
squatted entertainment venues like the Paradiso and the Melkweg around
1972.

At the same time, enterprising individuals of the burgeoning cannabis
culture determined to make the stuff available in fixed locations,
such as the houseboat that originally offered hash and weed for sale,
and seminal coffee shops such as the Rusland and Mellow Yellow.

By this time, the effects of the Netherlands becoming a signatory to
the Single Drug Convention propagated by the hated Richard M. Nixon
administration should have squelched the incipient movement for
legalization of cannabis in Holland, but a sort of miracle happened.
The son of a prominent Dutch cabinet member convinced his mother that
there was little personal or social harm that could reasonably be
blamed on cannabis use, and the government should seek to reduce and
limit the potential harm to the smoker from the legal system.

An improvised "harm reduction" regime was soon established that
allowed the cannabis outlets and public smoking spots to exist without
punishment while continuing to forbid the cultivation and delivery of
cannabis in the Netherlands. Recreational use of reasonable amounts of
hitherto forbidden substances of whatever sort would be permitted
without resort to either persecution or prosecution, and things
bubbled along pretty much without incident for more than 20 years
before the regulation era began in 1995.

At that point, the government decided it had to have some of the
action from the ever-growing cannabis industry and insisted that all
existing coffee shops and dispensaries of any sort must be registered
and licensed by the city in which they existed. The proceeds from
their product sales would be taxed and their activities regulated
according to the whim of local government.

So the present system has been in effect now for 15 years, and while
the local authorities continue to chip away at the coffee shop culture
in petty little ways too trivial to enumerate here, Amsterdam and
Holland still manage to maintain the most rational and least punitive
environment for recreational marijuana use in the known world.

In this time of turmoil and massive change in America's approach to
marijuana use and distribution, we have an awful lot to learn from the
Dutch system and how it accommodates the vipers among its populace.
For now, Amsterdam remains Viper Central, and long may its freak flag
wave!
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