Medical Research Results for Cannabidiol
A correspondent writes,
The number of favorable medical research results for cannabidiol (CBD) is exponentially increasing. This now outweighs negative propaganda by the alcohol and pharmaceutical industries, the bureaucratic imperative of the DEA, and the hunger for payoffs by news media, politicians, police, and judiciary.Some background reading. Also, other CBS posts on medicine.
Here are the numbers of CBD medical research papers during the following time periods:
681 11/30/2011 to 11/30/2016
336 11/30/2006 to 11/30/2011
166 11/30/2001 to 11/30/2006
51 11/30/1996 to 11/30/2001
38 11/30/1991 to 11/30/1996
There have been more than 4 doublings in the number of medical research papers, although the number of research results has been artificially limited by criminalization and licensing.
There is, and will be, an effort to protect preexisting economic interests through taxation and licensing.
A recent research report: "Alabama researchers announce positive findings of Cannabidiol study."
Criminalization put a huge damper on research like this.
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My dad had a mail order bride from Russia. Not exactly 'mail order', they call them dating sites I guess.
I was 12 at the time, and she was 19. While I was only 7 years younger than her, he was almost 20 years older than she was. So I was closer to her age than he was. It was weird thinking back to it now, although because she was an adult and I wasn't, it didn't bug me too much at the time.
I lived with him and her for a brief time during high school because I was having trouble living with my mom and step dad. She was flirty and weird with me at first, and even kissed me once. I was weird an awkward and didn't know how to react, so I just pretended it never happened.
After that things started to get bad - she was rabidly jealous of the time me and my dad would spend together (we used to LAN all night every once in a blue moon playing Star Craft and Red Alert, fun as fuck) and she would lose her shit all the time. She framed me for stealing her diamond earrings (I had no fucking clue she even had any) and my dad wanted to call the cops on me and send me to jail. He decided not to, only because "I don't have any proof even though I knew you did it". That was a pretty low point in my life. Couldn't go back to my moms house, was living in an actively hostile environment with a sociopathic (admittedly gorgeous) Russian woman trying to divide me and my dad.
Eventually I did move back home after about 6 months, didn't talk to my dad again for almost a decade after I left. I broke into her email a few years after I left, and apparently my dad pulled a knife on her at some point. She got her green card, and I think they got divorced shortly after. I think they were married for 5 years or so.
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