My friend Norman,
Years ago, in a lifetime far away, you did not oppose the legalization of marijuana...
Sure, we had to tape the doors shut, burn incense and open the windows...yet we
grew up okay, without the help of the Office of National Drug Control Policy's
advice.
We grew up to become lawyers. Our other friends, as you go down the list, are
doctors, professors, parents, political consultants and professionals. No one ever
got cancer from smoking pot or diabetes from using a joint.
You never said then that pot was dangerous. What was scary then, and is as frightening
now, is when national leaders become voices of hypocrisy, harbingers of the
status quo, and protect their own position instead of the public good.
In your public life, as an attorney general, mayor and United States senator, you
have been in the forefront of speaking out against abuses which are harmful. You
have been a noble and honorable public servant... How about admitting that if the
Rockefeller drug laws were applied to Norman Bruce Coleman on Long Island in
1968, or to me, or to our friends, and fellow students, you, I and others we knew
and loved might just be getting out of jail now?
How about standing up and saying: "I, Norm Coleman, smoked pot in 1969." That
"I am not a gang member, a drug addict or a criminal." How about saying: "I was
able to responsibly integrate my prior pot use into my life, and still succeed on my own merits."
How about standing up not only for who you are, but who you were?
Norm Kent
