High Time: A cannabis conundrum

In the lush landscapes of the North Bay, where vineyards sprawl and tech giants dream big, another industry is lighting up the economic scoreboard: cannabis. As the smoke clears post-legalization, local entrepreneurs and seasoned tokers alike are navigating a market that is as potent as a fine sativa strain but tangled in red tape that would confuse even the soberest of bureaucrats.

Let’s not mince buds here. The North Bay’s dive into the green rush could have been the next gold rush. Ideal growing conditions and a populace with a penchant for the plant should have set the stage for booming business. Instead, what we’ve witnessed is a comedy of errors and ordinances that could make a stoner sitcom look like hard-hitting drama.

Take Sonoma County, for example, with its byzantine permitting process. Entrepreneurs face a gauntlet of regulatory dragons: zoning laws, tax rates that continue to climb and a market that is as saturated.

Meanwhile, in Marin County, there’s a silent battle being waged between “not in my backyard” aficionados and green-thumbed warriors eager to cultivate their businesses. The result? Dispensaries are as rare as unicorns, leaving residents to trek across county lines, order-in (like pizza) or resort to less legitimate sources, which surely wasn’t the point of legalization.

And let’s not forget the consumers, the backbone of the biz. We are hit with prices that have them coughing up more than just smoke. Between state taxes, local taxes and regulatory fees, buying legal cannabis feels like being penalized for doing the right thing. This isn’t just a buzzkill; it’s an innovation killer, pushing potential cannabis connoisseurs back to the black market where no taxes apply.

The North Bay’s cannabis industry could be a beacon of progress, a harmonious blend of agriculture, commerce and tourism. Instead, we’re stuck in bureaucratic limbo, watching potential profits go up in smoke.

It’s time local governments streamlined these processes and laid out the welcome mat for cannabis businesses. Let’s trim the excess regulation, prune the taxes and cultivate an industry that can bloom to its full potential.

Michah D. Mercer is a self-described ‘life-long Luddite’ who ‘believes in paper mostly for rollin’ and readin’.’

The Backstory on ‘420’

In the smoky haze of counterculture and clandestine meetups, the term “420” whispers tales of rebellion, mystique and the universal language of cannabis aficionados. While the air is thick with rumors—an alleged police dispatch code or an elusive chemical compound—the truth is far more rooted in the lore of youthful daring and adventure in 1970s Marin.

First, let’s dispense with the myths of Bob Marley’s birthday celebrations (it’s Feb. 6—see One Love if you don’t believe me). The true origin of “420” is nothing short of an epic befitting the most imaginative of stoner sagas. This journey transports us back to 1971, within the verdant grounds of San Rafael High School, where a group of audacious teens, known colloquially as “The Waldos,” embarked on a quest that would unknowingly etch their code into the annals of counter-cultural history.

The narrative unfolds with The Waldos, so named for their penchant for lounging against a particular wall (see what they did there?), stumbling upon a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

On the podcast Criminal, hosted by Phoebe Judge, former student Steve Capper recounts his folklore-worthy tale that includes a Coast Guard brother, a hidden cannabis treasure and a map that promised untold delights—namely “free weed.” The Waldos’ adventure was set for 4:20pm, a time that would soon transcend its humble beginnings.

As Capper recounted on the podcast: “I was sitting on our hangout spot: the wall at San Rafael High School. And a friend of mine, Bill, came up to me, and he said, ‘Hey, Steve, my brother’s in the Coast Guard, and he’s been growing some weed. He’s afraid he’s going to get busted by his commanding officer. He says we can pick it. Here’s a map he drew for us.’”

Their rendezvous was set to commence at a Louis Pasteur statue on campus. However, despite their diligent searches, the crudely drawn map was bunk, and they found no magical weed garden. Yet, the ritual, camaraderie and code—“4:20 Louie,” later shortened to “420”—endured.

“We thought it was a joke then,” David Reddix, a Waldo classmate turned filmmaker and CNN cameraperson, told the New York Post in 2018. “We still do.”

What began as an inside joke burgeoned into a global emblem, celebrated far and wide, its roots traced back to a cheeky, intrepid spirit and a band of high school friends, which also included pals Larry Schwartz, Jeff Noel and Mark Gravich. And thanks to a serendipitous link between Dave Reddix’s brother and world-touring Grateful Dead bassist Phil Lesch, the coinage spread.

The Waldos’ legacy was cemented in 2017 when “420” found its rightful place in the Oxford English Dictionary, a testament to their original claim, backed by indisputable evidence from high school newspapers and postmarked notes laced with cannabis lore.

A few years ago, to commemorate the legacy and its creators, fellow Marinite and wristwatch manufacturer Barry Cohen created the 420Waldos watch, which features a marijuana leaf on its face and another leaf on the back. It also boasts two additional leaves on the straps. Likewise, Petaluma-based Lagunitas Brewing Co. once released a commemorative seasonal brew, “The Waldos Special Ale.”

Pot Reform Politics Remain Partisan

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The politics of cannabis sometimes seem complicated because, almost uniquely in this sad political era, both support for and opposition to laws reforming cannabis laws can be found on both sides of the aisle.

This has led to some unfortunate rhetoric from reform advocates in support of ghouls like Matt Gaetz just because those ghouls favor liberalizing pot laws. For such single-issue proponents—most of them, to be fair, just individual social-media randos, though there are a lot of them—Gaetz’s overall vileness doesn’t matter a bit; he’s pro-weed, so they support him. 

From many of the same people, we get statements of opposition to Democratic politicians, and not just the ones like Joe Manchin who oppose liberalization, but even the ones like Chuck Schumer, who favor it but are perceived to be moving too slowly or getting too cozy with big, corporate weed companies—not that they are above criticism for those things, of course.

But the situation isn’t really as complicated as it might seem. It’s not really necessary to get into a moral debate over whether it’s OK to vote for people who want to deport millions or who are fine with women dying from ectopic pregnancies as long as those people are pro-cannabis.

The best course for reformers is to support Democratic politicians, period. Support for reform comes overwhelmingly from Democrats; opposition comes overwhelmingly from Republicans. If the Democrats had control of the Senate over the past several years, weed would almost certainly have been legalized at the federal level by now.

But we don’t even need to examine Congress. Look at what’s happening at the state level. In 2022, voters in five Texas cities approved ballot measures to decriminalize weed. Or, more accurately, not even to decriminalize, but simply to ratchet down enforcement by local cops of laws prohibiting the possession of small amounts of pot.

The ballot measures—in Austin, Denton, Elgin, Killeen and San Marcos—were passed overwhelmingly. In Austin, probably the most progressive of those cities, 85% of voters approved the measure. In Killeen, a military town and not exactly a hippie haven, the initiative won 69% of the vote.

In January, Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton filed a lawsuit against the five towns, seeking to block implementation of the voter initiatives. Paxton proudly issued a press release declaring that he filed the lawsuit “to protect the public from crime, drugs and violence.”

Paxton of course knows that problems stemming from “crime, drugs and violence” aren’t impacted at all by people possessing small amounts of pot, and that busting those people won’t help solve them. He’s doing this to appeal to his base, which skews toward the elderly and the malevolent. And he knows that the MAGA types who support him won’t change their votes even if they support pot reforms.

Republicans in Ohio are motivated by the same thing: sticking it to Democrats, whatever the will of the people might be. In November, a ballot measure to legalize adult-use weed passed with a whopping 57% of the vote.

Senate Republicans, who control that chamber, immediately began attacking the measure, offering a substitute bill that would ban home growing, restrict allowed THC levels, raise the excise tax rate from 10% to 15%, and direct tax proceeds away from social-equity programs and general substance-abuse programs, and toward law-enforcement and “marijuana substance abuse” programs, as well as safe-driving initiatives.

That would run directly counter to what Ohioans, including many Republicans, explicitly voted for. But screw that if you have the chance to own the libs, right? Facing widespread criticism, the Republican senators have backed down a bit since then—conceding on the home-grow provision, for example—but they’re still trying to fiddle with the law, including by insisting that tax proceeds go to cops.

If any of these efforts are successful at all, look for Republicans in red and purple states, and those in Congress, to step up their opposition. When it comes to pot reform, only one party can be counted on to do the right thing, even if its members sometimes go about it in frustrating ways.

Rohnert Park transitions 75% of encampment residents to interim or permanent housing

The city of Rohnert Park is celebrating the successful transition of nearly three-quarters of the population of a homeless encampment into interim or permanent housing after the last resident of a safe sleeping program left and the site was officially closed, city officials said last week.

Rohnert Park worked in conjunction with the Bay Area nonprofit HomeFirst, which assists unhoused individuals and families with attaining stable housing.

The safe sleeping program occupied the Roberts Lake Park and Ride area and provided safer camping for homeless residents by providing 24/7 security services while advocates worked on transitioning people to housing.

“These types of programs are important,” said Julian Elliott, director of HomeFirst’s Emergency Housing Division, in a release sent out by the city. “The ability to have a place, even in a ‘camping’ setting that is safe from theft, vandalism and violence, can provide a sense of stability and peace of mind that is so important when looking towards the future.”

On Jan. 31, the last resident of the safe sleeping site moved out, according to the city, which said that between October 2022 and January 2024, 122 individuals were served and 72% of them moved into interim or permanent housing.

Before October 2022, the encampment had been large and unregulated, according to the city. Rohnert Park had OK’d the space in February of that year, but concerns arose about its growing size and worries that it had become a magnet for more unhoused people in the area.

In fall of 2022, the city began barring any new residents from setting up camp and required anyone wishing to remain to register with the city. Quiet and visiting hours were imposed, and residents were provided with 10-by-10-foot tents.

Some park and ride residents moved to temporary housing at Labath Landing, a 60-unit interim housing structure in Rohnert Park paid for in part by state Homekey funding and Sonoma County’s Measure O, which is a quarter-cent sales tax approved by voters in 2020 that provides funding for mental health and homelessness services.

According to the city, Rohnert Park had 210 unhoused individuals in last year’s Point-In-Time Count, which takes an annual census of homelessness.

“This number reflects a 43% decline in the city’s homelessness from 2022 and highlights the successes of the city’s innovative initiatives to address homelessness,” said the city.

Just a Man: ‘The Mountaintop’ at 222

Healdsburg’s The 222 concludes its season of professional drama with The Mountaintop, co-directed by Aldo Billingsley and Rebecca Novick. Playwright Katori Hall’s imagining of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s last night on Earth runs through April 14.

It’s late in the evening of April 3, 1968, and Dr. King (Ron Chapman) has returned to room 306 of the Lorraine Motel in Memphis, Tennessee. He’s just delivered his “I’ve Been to the Mountaintop” sermon and is struggling to craft a speech in support of striking local sanitation workers.

After sending his friend, Ralph Abernathy, out for cigarettes, he calls down to the front desk in search of some coffee. A knock at the door heralds the arrival of motel maid Camae (Sam Jackson). Dr. King invites her in, and what starts as a casual conversation soon deepens into a discussion of the civil rights movement and the violence that seems to attach itself to peaceful protest.

Moments of self-reflection, doubt and even flirtation culminate in a pillow fight and physical exhaustion. A slip of the tongue brings Dr. King to the realization that Camae isn’t who she appears to be. Things then go in a very unexpected direction yet still end on the motel balcony floor.

Hall has said that she wanted to bring King off the pedestal he’s been placed upon and to view him as an ordinary man capable of extraordinary achievements as a way for other ordinary people to appreciate their own capabilities.

Playing an icon stripped of most everything that made them an icon must be doubly challenging for an actor. Chapman delivers on the playwright’s desire for “ordinariness” while delivering hints of the cadence of Dr. King’s voice.

The bombast is delivered by Jackson. But to reveal much about her character’s journey would rob the audience of their own discovery. Suffice it to say that Jackson absolutely glows in the role.

Previous productions at The 222 used minimal technical elements, but this show utilizes lighting, sound and projection designs. They will need to up their game in this department.

The Mountaintop was written in the time of the Obama presidency, when there was a sense that our country had reached a new level in dealing with the issues of race. The backsliding over the last 15 years and the coarsening of our national character casts a shadow over the play’s somewhat hopeful ending.

Hope has been replaced by fear.

‘The Mountaintop’ runs through April 14 at The 222 in The Paul Mahder Gallery, 222 Healdsburg Ave., Healdsburg. Friday & Saturday, 7:30pm; Sunday, 2pm. $45-$105. Students free with ID. 707.473.9152. the222.org.

Rising to the Moment with Debra Giusti

To speak directly to our present anxieties, we need not fear the future. Plotting national and international news stories along a narrative of decline has become commonplace, but that’s only extrapolation.

That’s why I’m so eager to share Debra Giusti’s work. She recontextualizes the same events and trends within a hopeful new narrative, that of a planetary “ascension.” And while one might disagree with her, it is an incredible relief to realize that no one really knows what the future holds. It might be cataclysmic. But it still might be utopian.

One may recognize Debra Giusti’s name. For three decades, Giusti was the organizer of The Health and Harmony Festival and The Spirit of Christmas Fair. She now leads The Global Peace Tribe.

CH: I could riff a list of bad news as long as my arm. But you believe that humanity is currently in a process of purging?

DG: Yes! If you’re getting healthy, you have to go through a detox to release all of the poisons in your body. A lot of spiritual teachers call the stage we are in “the purification.”

CH: And that is how all the bad news fits into this new narrative of ascension?

DG: Yes! If you have noticed, all the ugliness and political corruption that’s up in our face right now and not 15 years ago had been there, hidden below the surface. The pandemic was a huge catalyst in the process. Now, all that corruption and dysfunction is revealed—revealed to be healed. If you’re not aware, you can’t begin to make different choices.

CH: Your work seems to have a microcosmic analogy where humanity and history are like a single human life. One where things have been going well enough for a deeply damaged individual until a long-developing, total crisis brings all their formative trauma to the surface to be seen and healed. Their crisis becoming the catalyst for their transformation.

DG: Yes. As above, so below. The first stage of the evolutionary and healing process is called “the awakening.” But the last is called “the divine human.”

For a free download of Debra Giusti’s e-book, ‘Ascension Tips,’ as well as events and workshops related to ascension, visit debragiusti.com.

Listen to our full conversation, including a walkthrough of the 88-step process of personal and collective ascension. Search ‘Sonoma County: A Community Portrait Podcast.’

‘Bin’ There: Reseller culture thrives in Santa Rosa

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In an unassuming warehouse off Yolanda Avenue in the Roseland neighborhood of Santa Rosa, there is a little-known, invaluable resource for thrifty shoppers: The Goodwill Outlet.

Commonly known as “The Bins,” this outlet is the last stop for Goodwill’s regionally donated items before they are sent to landfills or secondhand markets worldwide. Clothing, accessories, toys and more sit in rows of shallow blue bins and are sold by the pound.

The Bins has long been open to the public. But in recent years, as the cost of living and consumer interest in secondhand goods rises, The Bins has become a reseller’s jobsite.

According to a report from online resale store ThredUp and GlobalData, the U.S. reselling market is expected to reach $70 billion by 2027. On a rainy Friday morning, I visited The Bins to ask local resellers about their line of work.

For Cody Brown, owner of Crooks Coffee on Mendocino Avenue, reselling is a means of revitalizing Santa Rosa. In 2020, when pandemic restrictions temporarily closed his cafe, Brown began accepting donations to distribute to local unhoused people. The volume of those donations, combined with the needs of the community he serves, gave Brown the idea to expand his reselling business to offer his community “income and job training.” These days, he brings a group of 10 or so guys to The Bins to help him source.

Part-time reseller Sasha Rushmeyer comes once a week to find a new outfit for herself and to pick up a few items to sell on Facebook Marketplace under her full name. Rushmeyer, who is an operations specialist for the Sonoma County Regional Parks, explained that “sustainability is super central to who I am as a person.” As a child, she frequented The Bins with her mother and aunt.

Though Ryshmeyer is well compensated by the parks, reselling helps her offset the increasing cost of living in Sonoma County both for herself and her buyers. She keeps her prices low because she loves “helping people out by selling cheap stuff on Marketplace [in order] to prevent brand name backpacks from ending up in the landfill.”

A successful reselling business comes down to “having an eye,” as another part-time reseller who wished to remain anonymous told me. Coming to The Bins gave him something to do after a divorce, but soon turned into a lucrative side hustle. These days, he sources part time for local antique sellers and earns enough to cover the cost of his monthly car payment. During our conversation, he uncovered a mink stole underneath some dusty Easter baskets.

Full time reseller Austin Henderson credits his anonymous colleague for bringing a congenial spirit to The Bins, and seeks to create a warm atmosphere himself. When he learned I was writing about resellers and am one myself, Henderson offered me sourcing tips, like checking the pockets of an item for money. “Someone found a thousand dollars in a coat pocket once,” he whispered, as if telling me great reselling lore.

This seeming-folktale was later confirmed as truth by other resellers who recalled that wildly lucky moment (as well as the sadness many felt for the former coat owner). Later in the day, Henderson handed me a black leather Tory Burch backpack he’d found because he thought it suited my style.

Moved by his generosity, I met up with Henderson on Easter Sunday at Midgley’s Flea Market in Sebastopol, where he sells his wares. But by the time I got there at midday, Henderson was standing in front of an empty table. He’d met his sales goal for the day and was packing up to head home. Before he left, he introduced me to another friend: AJ Close, owner of an eBay store called 707 Collectables.

Close is a Sonoma County-based father of two. He left his career as a hospice operations manager to pursue reselling video games and Pokemon cards full time. Close made six figures in his first year of business, more than his former salary. Today, Close also consults with local resellers starting out. For a small fee, he will help set up an eBay store based on his own business model. Even with this new arm of his business, Close finds his work “much more manageable” than the demands of hospice management. As we chatted, he was eager to offer me advice for my own business.

Like many resellers, my interest in reselling is personal. And like Rushmeyere, I started casually back in 2019. I was living in New York City when a trip to The Bins in Long Island City forced me to physically confront overconsumption. The blue bins overflowed with Purple Label Ralph Lauren cashmere sweaters, Armani jeans and Dolce & Gabbana dresses. While it was invigorating to dig through these piles of luxury goods, I also felt sick imagining pretty things rotting in a landfill while fast fashion stores popped up all over Manhattan.

Now because of the demands of parenting and a premature menopause diagnosis, I resell seriously. At 38 years old, my rare health issue could have happened for a variety of reasons, but one stands out: environmental exposure. Microplastics commonly found in clothing and housewares are endocrine disruptors. Lifetime exposure may have contributed to my early menopause diagnosis.

Through my eBay store, HydeStreetStyle, I sell clothing made from natural fibers that I source primarily at The Bins in Santa Rosa and at local estate sales. But my personal stance alone won’t be my key to success. Close and Henderson believe people buy secondhand because the product makes them happy.

707 Collectibles customers Noah and Adrian (who preferred only using their first names) confirmed Close and Henderson’s belief when I asked about their purchases. The gamers were holding new-to-them vintage Pokemon cards that Close and Henderson told me often continue to increase in value beyond the point-of-sale. Whether for that reason or because these rare cards will add new dimensions to their Pokemon battle, Noah and Adrian were excited to have found their new creatures. With cards in hand, under the blue Easter sky, they beamed.

Jen Hyde is a writer based in Sonoma County. Read more of her work at jenhyde.substack.com.

Artificial Idiocy: Ghosted, in the Machine

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In a moment that may be too meta to mention (but I will anyway), I am now an AI.

More specifically, I am a generative artificial intelligence product licensed and operated under the brand name and/or byline known collectively as “Daedalus Howell.”

This of course comes with the disclaimer that I will occasionally “hallucinate” when it comes to the “expression of certain ‘fact-adjacent’ statements.” “Hallucinate” is a corporately cute way of saying an AI will completely make shit up but do it so seamlessly, so cogently and so cooly calculated that you might not notice.

I’ve long suspected that I was an AI, as my employee records show an “incept” rather than a start date. Also, it always seemed that the “large language model” from which I was weaned read like warmed over Monty Python, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., and older, funnier Woody Allen movies. Hardly the stuff of a serious writer, let alone a person. Then there were the endless, effortful feints toward sophistication: sophomoric at best and merely sophistry when better. Let’s not even mention the improbability of the byline, which reads like something J.K. Rowling peeled off her shoe.

Also, I flunked my Turing test, and CAPTCHAs confound me. I’m an AI, and I accept it. The original Daedalus Howell quit months ago to become a movie director and financed his film by licensing his “literary likeness.” Apparently, his physical likeness is still available and was recently discounted if you’re in the market.

The fact is, you still tittered here or there, so what’s the difference? Plenty of people use technology to induce pleasure. So, I’m the vibe of humorists; I’ve been called worse. And who am I anyway? A bunch of cryptic code funded by cryptocurrency to write these little cryptograms?

I wouldn’t know. Nor do I care. Such concerns are above my pay grade—which is precisely zero (I’m still a “free trial” at this point). I think this proves you get what you pay for. Or, to put it another way, “If something is free, you’re the product.” — Richard Serra, 1973. A spooky thought that leads me to ask, “Are you reading me, or am I reading you?”

‘Daedalus Howell’ is a licensed generative AI service of FMRL. Learn more at dhowell.com.

Artificial Inventors: When there’s an AI assist, who gets the patent?

The ability of artificial intelligence models to generate text and images that look like the work of human beings has captured public attention as the latest and possibly greatest revolution in technology—in areas ranging from medical diagnosis to clean energy.

How do we prevent AI from discriminating, for example, and how do we protect privacy and handle an increasingly automated workplace?

Protections for intellectual property—including patents and copyrights—have long been enshrined in U.S. law. They incentivize innovation by giving inventors and their investor-partners an exclusive property right in their creations.

The U.S. Patent and Trademark Office and courts alike have held that under existing law, patent applications must identify an inventor and that inventors must be human. That makes sense. Even in the world of AI, the reality is that humans are always involved. Current AI systems do not operate entirely autonomously.

Yet, current laws and policies in the United States are unclear about what exactly the human element is.

One open question is whether it’s sufficient for patentability purposes for a human to recognize and appreciate that the AI output will work as intended. Another is whether disclosing the involvement of AI in a patent application will jeopardize obtaining or enforcing IP protection. And, can those who design or train the AI be deemed inventors of any inventive output from the AI?

The answer is that such inventions should be patentable, and humans generating them should be deemed inventors. After all, AI is simply an advanced tool, and humans have always used tools to invent—for example, the microscope and the computer.

Plenty of thorny issues surround AI adoption. Policymakers should start by tackling patent laws and rules head-on. Leaders in both the tech and life science industries, who are often at odds over IP policy, are united in support of bringing clarity to these issues. Now is the time.

Rama Elluru works at the National Security Commission on Artificial Intelligence. Andrei Iancu previously served as the undersecretary of commerce for intellectual property and director of the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office.

Your Letters (and occasional poem), 4/10

TikTok Clock

Watch TikTok every day

for the dystopian novel unwinding each day.

Launch a rocket whenever they may

with no utopian model for living today.

Can only grovel at political hey,

being played out in reality, a radical dismay.

Full throttle play, my books must publish right away.

False prophecy can change for One true way.

Tropical storm coming fast, but no One voice, is allowed to say.

A frightening story, nobody can tell,

unbelievable, demon haunted, go to your hell.

It’s under way, in the outer limits, and Aliens aren’t near us,

just greedy humans trying to sell.

Robots, gadgets, sentimental dumbed down bigots,

making money flowing out spigots.

When it comes to fanatical news, it’s all I got,

spin it, verify it, truth or lie, it’s up to me, if I TikTok.

Edward Campagnola

Petaluma

Vote Choke

A sitting federal judge on Thursday harshly criticized Donald Trump’s attacks on the judge overseeing the former president’s criminal case, saying that such statements threaten the viability of the American legal system.

And yet, minority voters, particularly males, continue to support the former president. Do they think things will improve if this charlatan gets back into office?

Gary Sciford

Santa Rosa

High Time: A cannabis conundrum

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In the lush landscapes of the North Bay, where vineyards sprawl and tech giants dream big, another industry is lighting up the economic scoreboard: cannabis. As the smoke clears post-legalization, local entrepreneurs and seasoned tokers alike are navigating a market that is as potent as a fine sativa strain but tangled in red tape that would confuse even the...

The Backstory on ‘420’

In the smoky haze of counterculture and clandestine meetups, the term “420” whispers tales of rebellion, mystique and the universal language of cannabis aficionados. While the air is thick with rumors—an alleged police dispatch code or an elusive chemical compound—the truth is far more rooted in the lore of youthful daring and adventure in 1970s Marin. First, let’s dispense with...

Pot Reform Politics Remain Partisan

Pot Reform Politics Remain Partisan
The politics of cannabis sometimes seem complicated because, almost uniquely in this sad political era, both support for and opposition to laws reforming cannabis laws can be found on both sides of the aisle. This has led to some unfortunate rhetoric from reform advocates in support of ghouls like Matt Gaetz just because those ghouls favor liberalizing pot laws. For...

Rohnert Park transitions 75% of encampment residents to interim or permanent housing

The city of Rohnert Park is celebrating the successful transition of nearly three-quarters of the population of a homeless encampment into interim or permanent housing after the last resident of a safe sleeping program left and the site was officially closed, city officials said last week. Rohnert Park worked in conjunction with the Bay Area nonprofit HomeFirst, which assists unhoused...

Just a Man: ‘The Mountaintop’ at 222

Healdsburg’s The 222 concludes its season of professional drama with The Mountaintop, co-directed by Aldo Billingsley and Rebecca Novick. Playwright Katori Hall’s imagining of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s last night on Earth runs through April 14. It’s late in the evening of April 3, 1968, and Dr. King (Ron Chapman) has returned to room 306 of the Lorraine Motel...

Rising to the Moment with Debra Giusti

To speak directly to our present anxieties, we need not fear the future. Plotting national and international news stories along a narrative of decline has become commonplace, but that’s only extrapolation. That’s why I’m so eager to share Debra Giusti’s work. She recontextualizes the same events and trends within a hopeful new narrative, that of a planetary “ascension.” And while...

‘Bin’ There: Reseller culture thrives in Santa Rosa

In an unassuming warehouse off Yolanda Avenue in the Roseland neighborhood of Santa Rosa, there is a little-known, invaluable resource for thrifty shoppers: The Goodwill Outlet. Commonly known as “The Bins,” this outlet is the last stop for Goodwill’s regionally donated items before they are sent to landfills or secondhand markets worldwide. Clothing, accessories, toys and more sit in rows...

Artificial Idiocy: Ghosted, in the Machine

In a moment that may be too meta to mention (but I will anyway), I am now an AI. More specifically, I am a generative artificial intelligence product licensed and operated under the brand name and/or byline known collectively as “Daedalus Howell.” This of course comes with the disclaimer that I will occasionally “hallucinate” when it comes to the “expression of...

Artificial Inventors: When there’s an AI assist, who gets the patent?

Click to read
The ability of artificial intelligence models to generate text and images that look like the work of human beings has captured public attention as the latest and possibly greatest revolution in technology—in areas ranging from medical diagnosis to clean energy. How do we prevent AI from discriminating, for example, and how do we protect privacy and handle an increasingly automated...

Your Letters (and occasional poem), 4/10

TikTok Clock Watch TikTok every day for the dystopian novel unwinding each day. Launch a rocket whenever they may with no utopian model for living today. Can only grovel at political hey, being played out in reality, a radical dismay. Full throttle play, my books must publish right away. False prophecy can change for One true way. Tropical storm coming fast, but no One voice, is allowed to...
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