I’m not sure where I’m headed, but after attending a local city council meeting in regard to the city’s attempt to crack down on cannabis use, I’m inspired to go in a different direction. These dudes were trying to completely shut it down—medicinally and recreationally in defiance of California Compassionate Use Act, Proposition 215 (1996) and California Marijuana Legalization Initiative, Proposition 64 (2016).
Even the non-psychoactive components that have been proven to save lives and make those living with serious life altering conditions, live and participate in a normal life.
I found out about the urgency ordinance of the city council to prohibit cannabis in all its entirety at the last minute. So, I wasn’t confident in trying to whip something up to read and present to the council. I’m not much of a speak off the top of my head in front of people type of guy (no experience), but I was their to support and to learn.
The meeting lasted three plus hours, and carried on unconventionally, I’m willing to admit, and be guilty of. But the longer I sat there in my thoughts, listening to the speakers, and watching the council members appear to be completely uninterested, even preoccupied at times, as the public pleaded their cases, the more I wanted to get involved.
Council Member Blanca Gomez, against the additional bans proposed by the ordinance on the use and distribution of medical cannabis (and everything else), was the only person paid by the city, who devoted her attention as much as possible, to whoever was speaking on either side of the issue.
She would later make a motion to abandon the vote on the new ordinance, it was seconded and voted for unanimously. Everyone cheered and clapped as the Mayor called for a short recess with baby taps from her gavel, three and a half hours later. The feeling of success and victory floated around and everyone, all the patients and recreational advocates, wore proud smiles.
But we all knew that this was just a single step in an ongoing battle with government over cannabis prohibition. I’m allowed to smoke it in my city, but all the ways for me to obtain it safely are prohibited. Wait, what?
That night, and the next few days, I thought a lot about the city council meeting, the issues at hand, how it would affect me and others like me, and my love for writing. I’m not sure where my writing is going to go, as now I am inspired to get involved with cannabis legalization in my city, my county, my state, and my country.
Edward Lockes is a pseudonym, and now I think about switching gears on this blog, in a more journalist/activist role (which would require publishing under a real name), and make it part of my fight. Now, I realize the title Spider Barks doesn’t sound professional, political, or sound like anything serious. It does, however, fit my personality, and my style of writing so far, and I intend to keep it, even in a serious matter (subtly).
Where does this leave my fiction? I don’t know. I have one manuscript ready to be edited, and another moving along in my editing process, both in which I’d still like to release as ebooks (later this year). But, I am currently unemployed, and I don’t have the resources to invest in producing them into a reality right now. I do however, have the free time and the passion to fight the government.
So, where Spider Barks is headed right now—I’m not sure. But, stay tuned, even if it changes in appearance, subject matter, or in name, this blog is about my love of writing, and my pursuit of improvement. And at its base, it will always remain just that.