Remember when Paul McCartney was arrested in Japan for having some marijuana? The same crap just happened to an MMA fighter who used to be active, named Enson Inoue. He hasn't fought in years, but back in the 90s he submitted Randy Couture.
My first reaction is how barbaric and ignorant it is of Japan to interfere with people's lives just because they smoke marijuana. It is a crime against humanity to do that, just as it was a crime against humanity to arrest someone for drinking a beer. There's no argument about that. Anyone on the other side of this argument is nothing but a damn fool.
I think the only reason that marijuana is treated different from beer in America is racism. And I'm not the first to suggest that. Because in the old days, marijuana use was largely among black jazz musicians, and that's when the persecution started. It's utter horseshit. Nowadays you associate marijuana with blacks in Jamaica, and you associate beer with white guys with beer bellies in the good ole USA.
Marijuana grows, asshole. It grows. God or Mother Nature put it here, asshole. It wasn't cooked up by a chemist, asshole. It is not of human origin. It is of divine origin, like a tree.
This is a litmus test for absolute stupidity. Anyone in favor of persecuting marijuana users is a fucking moron, period. There's nothing to debate. There's only right and wrong.
Land of the free, home of the brave. What does "free" mean? It's weird that people don't get that.
Anyway here's this guy, Enson Inoue, who gets arrested for having marijuana in his car, and actually spends jail time over it. Obviously nobody messes with him in jail. It's not like he's going to get raped there. I don't know if Japanese jails are like that. But even in America, I strongly doubt that someone would rape a professional MMA fighter. Sort of like challenging Einstein to a math quiz or challenging Bobby Fischer to a chess game, with the loser getting the shit beat out of him.
The part that makes you think is that Enson Inoue finds it to be a positive experience. He starts appreciating simple things like rain, sunshine, food. He thinks it did him good. He wants to clean up his life too. He says that jail was the best thing for him.
So out of injustice comes something good. This guy needed to go to jail. Marijuana was irrelevant, this guy needed to go to jail. Sort of reminds me of the phrase God works in mysterious ways.



