The Chico News & Review, 18 Oct 2012 – Harvest season means many things in Northern California. You know what I’m talking about, but tell me this: As your in-town liberal neighbor, why in the name of respect do I have to be subject to your cultivation, harvesting and smoking of pot when that smell is so overpowering that I cannot even sit outside on my porch without being overwhelmed by the (to me) sickening sweet odor? Or not be able to enter a coffee shop or walk in the park without coming into contact with smokers? Cigarettes or pot, smoke is smoke, and I for one don’t want to be around either. What the heck, Chico people? In your pursuit of your own happiness, where is the respect for others?
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