I am stoned at CPAC. I am in hell.
Here’s how it happened:
Shortly after Steve Bannon laid out his vision of nationalism and the deconstruction of government on the first day of CPAC, I was writing a story over a beer at the National Press Club.
On the television was Sean Spicer who said the regime would likely start enforcing federal anti-pot laws in states that had voted for recreational marijuana. Nevermind that he had just invoked “state’s rights” as a rationale for refusing to protect trans students. Nevermind, that world-class racist Jeff Sessions would be the one to enforce this. Or the fact that we all need medical marijuana to deal with the insanity of having an...