Mimpi Manis
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My first job - 1967 as Office Johnnie in State Gov. job - saw me hook up with someone at work who recognized me as a 'fellow traveller'. This is right at the very early years of the scene. (Early adopter I guess). My very first experience with the magic tea leaves was with a guy who, in those days, was like an Oz version of a Beat. Big on travels to exotic places. His transport was usually cheap cabin on Asian merchant ships. (Those SE Asian sailor dudes were VERY early adopters!) Anyway, I met this guy right after he'd been from UK. Smack dab in the middle of swinging London. By 1972 I'd been there myself. Carnaby street had moved on, but for a 22 year running free in England... it was a blast! But I digress, back to my job: My desk buddy had some great contacts. He had moved to my office on a temp job straight from Canberra. He sold me my first Sumatran tripping grass. Slipped under my blotter in a blue/red striped air letter. Five bucks for about 1/4 ounce of brownish matter, with an earthy well travelled smell. (Decimal currency had been in about a year or two btw!). It pole axed me. Goodbye Colombus. But here's where I was going with this: The really interesting stories are about what this guy told me about how much pot was smoked in Canberra. A lot. By almost everyone. Especially all the pollies kids. My guy said word was, cops were instructed to 'lay off'. We are talking late 1960's. So, between now and then, I'm guessing nothing much changed. Fifty plus years of this in Canberra while most of the rest of us got to eat shit. Five decades on, and in practice, its at least as bad and hypocritical as it's always been. Anyone else counting the dead bodies? Honestly, it still really pisses me off.
But hell, this dirty girl has been right there for a fair swag of the best times of my life. One of those lucky introductions I guess. Lj
But hell, this dirty girl has been right there for a fair swag of the best times of my life. One of those lucky introductions I guess. Lj