When I read that a cigar filled with an ounce of weed and seven grams of hash was sold for $3,600 at the Seattle pot shop Diego Pellicer on its first day of business, I immediately thought: That’s some stupid shit.
Why would anyone spend that kind of money on a blunt? I could buy a car for that amount. A five-figure weed cigar seems like the definition of wasteful opulence. It sounded like capitalist forces at their worstโone minute they’re profiting off the racist war on drugs, and the next minute they’re creating an artificial need for an expensive version of those once illegal drugs.
Then I got to take a couple hits off one of these fancy cannabis cigars, and suddenly my mind was changed.
