Is it so wrong that I want to come home after having a stressful day and inhale sweet smoke into my lungs that will ease me?
For the same reason, you light up several cigarettes daily, yet I say nothing. I see you abuse alcohol and then your family afterwards, yet I just watch. I see you gorge yourself with mounds of cheap, processed foods, yet I don't stop you.
Is it so wrong that I was diagnosed with terminal bone cancer and want these last months to be the best I've ever had?
Is it so wrong that I live in a sick, corrupt world and I want to be able to face it without sickening myself?
Legal drugs kill over half a million people in the US alone, every year.
So tell me, what is so wrong with marijuana?