Egbok! The danger has passed. The next time you pull up outside your favorite medical marijuana dispensary, laminated smoker license in hand, you can stroll up to the front door without fear that a federal swat team is about to take you down. Our benevolent dictator has decreed: If it's okay with the state, it's okay by us.
States rights pwnage. John Randolph, you can stop spinning in your grave and Angel Raich, you are now free to smoke about the country.
The AP is all over this like a fiend. Reefer Madness.
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