Thursday, January 31, 2013



Temecula, CA – Continuing on in my LA titles outted in Another Man’s Meal, this report has a hidden cross-over clue pertaining to a coming story. That said, we move on, or more accurately, we move back, back to 1974 in fact. At this time in history the country was moving in unison with smoking pot; see Memoirs’ chapter, ‘The Smoking 70s’. A young lawyer named Bruce Margolin, who had smoked weed in college and benefited from its use decided in his heart that “No one belongs in jail for marijuana” and he started the Los Angeles chapter of NORML, the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws. Since then he has defended 25K pot cases and Timothy Leary. He also fathered a daughter, Allison, who herself is a pot defense lawyer. They, hands down, are LA’s dopest esquires, aka lawyers.

I met Bruce at the first LA NORML meeting I attended in my cause cross-marketing campaign for Prop 37, Label GMOs. After the applause died down at the end of my impassioned speech about the importance of labeling [BTW, LA County carried Prop 37, don’t ‘cha know], Bruce came up and introduced himself, saying, “My wife would love you for what you just said,” and shaking my hand.
I, of course, knew who he was because I had followed his career off and on through newspaper and magazine articles for decades. As I like to remind folks, inside the cannabis culture pot smoking and weed are no big zip, but outside of it is a completely different picture. Any mainstream book about pot is a sanctioned product and many of the activists’ books are well-meaning like the Christian thinkers who reinterpret on who thought what. The books to get are by Jack Herer, Chris Bennett, Ed Rosenthal, and the Osburns, Lynn and Judy.

The lack of thoughtful mainstream pot publishing turf is probably the reason that Allison Margolin has found her Crusade For Pot voice in the magazine for those who don’t read Playboy; that would be Hustler, Larry Flynt’s flagship push of the First Amendment that started, yep, in 1974.
The April 2013 issue features a well written article by-lined by Allison and her law partner J. Raza Lawrence. I know this because of first-hand information from Allison herself who I met at the LA NORML event held at the Ukrainian Culture Center. Once again I was inwardly awed to meet someone who I had read about more than once. I joked a little about not acting like a fanboy when I met Allison and her boyfriend. To be acknowledged for something you have done by people that you have long read about is a strange feeling I suppose I will get used to, but for now it is simply a thrill.
The solid pink biz cards of Allison proudly lists the website/tagline, and a Beverly Hills address, probably down the street and around the corner from Gloria Allred. But Hollywood theater as an art is often represented by two masks: a smiling comedy mask representing Thalia, the muse of comedy, and a frowning tragedy mask representing Melpomene, the muse of tragedy.

While talking to Allison and perhaps after she had momentarily stepped away in the crowd, I saw Bruce, her dad, glance over in the direction of my table, turn, then walk on through to the exit. Being in the news brings renown but it also brings a transparency and several stories over the years have hinted at a falling out between father and daughter. Being a father myself and not in the best of relationships with my three sons (no pun intended), I can relate to estrangement but this is Melpomene because as stated late in Chapter 20, the knowledge to re-write the chapter came after I stopped being an illegal, aka rebel/closet, smoker. The people who have always been forthright and open about their cannabis feelings are the people I admire, especially doing it Jerry Maguire style.
The link here will take you to a free download of The Margolin Guide, a tour-de-force simplified to explain all 50 state laws and the Federal law concerning marijuana possession, cultivation, and transportation/distribution including the latest on storefronts put out by Bruce. That’s what I’m talking about, Willis.
And now my last word on being upfront vs being a romantic ‘masked man’.

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