In honor of my old pal Ryan Kiesel, who is being laid to rest today, I figured today’s post should cover the topic of marijuana—specifically, the Oklahoma criminal justice complex’s latest attempt to profit off of it.
Earlier this week, the Oklahoma Bureau of Narcotics—a.k.a. the square pegs who never got party invites in high school—made sure to publicize some recent scores they made off Chinese black-market pot farms that dot the rural Oklahoma countryside.
You know, those villainous organized crime syndicates that have supposedly disrupted life for traditional Oklahomans—who’d much rather their drug-dealer neighbors be white, Trump-loving good ol’ boys.