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Saturday, April 21, 2007

Extravaganja 2007



 

Well, I managed to find time this afternoon to pass through the Extravaganja festival for the liberation of pot held this afternoon in Amherst. For the last three years in a row the festival has been all but rained out. Actually, it is held ran or shine, but last year I remember the rain was so bad that I'll bet there wasn't even 25 people in attendance. They were all huddled around the stage listening to bands in the pouring rain. At least I had to admire their dedication and perseverance, if not their judgement.

It was a much different story today. With the first real spring-like weather of the year, people came out by the hundreds as downtown Amherst was turned into a big car and pedestrian traffic jam. With all the people so casually smoking and promoting the marijuana cause, it would be easy to forget that marijuana is illegal.

I remember when I first started smoking pot as a teen-ager, my friends and I used to say that one of the things our generation would be sure to do would be to legalize marijuana. It's illegality seemed to us obviously wrong, especially in the face of the legal status of far more dangerous drugs, like alcohol and nicotine. I'm ashamed by the fact that my generation is now pretty much the generation in power, and yet there is the need for rallies like the one this afternoon.

Instead, everybody still smokes pot, but because we've got money and are separated from the reality of the people in jail and the lower-classes who are taking all the risks just so we can get high on Saturday night for that extra-hot sex in our expensive homes, and do so without a hint of guilt that we haven't made the steady and serious push that is all that it would take to get it legalized.

There were bands playing all day. Here is the one that was performing when I was there. They were pretty good but I never got their name. 





It wasn't just people who came to the pot festival. Numerous dogs were in attendance as well. 





I used to have a friend who regularly got his dog high. Some people used to complain that it was cruel to get a dog high, but the dog itself seemed to disagree. Every time he'd hear that bong water bubbling, he would come running up barking and wagging his tail for a hit, and would not stop begging until he got one.

The Extravaganja wasn't all about explorers of innerspace. The Amherst Astronomy Club was there promoting outer space as well, with telescopes with special lenses that let you look at the sun. 





The Libertarian Party had a display booth. They are the only national party to advocate the full legalization of marijuana. Unfortunately, they rarely get above one or two percent of the vote.





The biggest part of the festival was devoted to tents selling stoner related products, as well as munchies.

 



Ken Kesey said, "First they resist your revolution. Then they sell it to you." 



With all the attention given to 420 day celebrations, no one gave much notice to the fact that it was also Earth Day. However, as this sign shows, UMass did make an effort.



The most impressive thing they had on display was this car that runs on vegetable oil. It is through innovations like these, taking place in the realm of science, not politics, that the solution to our energy problems will be found. 




Scientists, full speed ahead! Politicians, get the hell out of the way!

3 comments:

tony said...

Nice One Tommy i wish i had been in town (I have fond memories of Amherst )
Lighting one for you! Smoke-rings across the Ocean!
Reards
Tony

Mary E.Carey said...

Thanks for covering the Extravaganga, Tom. I was going to try to drop by and check out the first one to take place on a sunny day in a while. But I ended up spending the first nice day of Spring 2007 napping -- at least it was by an open window.

Larry Kelley said...

So late Saturday night two-thirds of the 150 "No More Override" signs that sprouted up all over Amherst less than 24 hours earlier were stolen.

I'm sure somebody will blame drunk (or high) students. But that many lawn signs from border-to-border of our bucolic town strikes me as a tad orchestrated.