>>695165Sort of. They have pure resin concentrates that are basically pure THC. It looks like solid glass. I saw some company had a sphere the size of a grapefruit they were showing off.
That would get an entire town high for months.
Imagine in some post-apocalyptic world where everything is gone and nothing can grow. All the drugs are gone and while scavenging through ghost towns like in the novels The Road and The Postman, you come across more weed than you'll ever be able to smoke in your remaining lifetime.
That would be so awesome. Of course I never understood soldiers in Vietnam smoking weed. I'd be drunk and using heroin and speed and coke and anything else I could get my hands on, but I don't like dwelling on awful shit or having to be alert and ready to fight for my life when high on weed.
So living where there are roving bandits and nomadic militias everywhere hunting the good people and attuned to the smells everywhere, I'm not sure I could ever enjoy my good fortune.
Imagine you've been living by your wits for 10 or 20 years without anything in the world being normal and suddenly you get stoned and have the WORST paranoia ever.
Damn, this tragic fantasy is ruining my high right now just imagining it.
I love weed and that it's legal and plentiful, but it's gotten so far from the rolling of joints of yesteryear. I can buy little envelopes of golden shatter, 89% THC, keep it in my wallet with a little folded piece of foil. It's tiny and hidden and odorless. I can easily snap off a shard, lay it on the foil, roll up a $20 bill for a tooter and have myself a very discrete and intoxicating hit of almost pure cannabis in a bathroom stall, and whatever tiny puff I eventually exhale will just have an elusive exotic botanical aroma that certainly doesn't smell like joint roaches.
It's weird because even if I smoke all stealth like that I'm still going to get a tiny bit of paranoia naturally. You can't win.