Polygamy Now
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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Walking through the Seattle Hempfest

This weekend we went to the Seattle HempFest. For photos, see our Facebook album.

The nation's leading cannabis policy reform event turns fifteen years old this year. Since 1991 Seattle Hempfest has been bringing you the nation's leading experts, activists, and advocates for industrial hemp and marijuana law reform, amid multiple stages of music and hundreds of food, crafts and information vendors.

In the photo to the left you can see thousands of visitors crowding Myrtle-Edwards park by Eliot Bay, a marijuana-leaf bedecked stage on the left, and a faint view of Mt. Ranier over Karen's hat.

Marijuana fairies mingled with Seattle's mounted finest. The dress code ran to prominent tattoos, Rastifarian dreadlocks, and colorful or revealing outfits. Karen and Lisa dressed as hippy wannabes and I dressed as a German tourist to mingle into the crowd.

While the official theme this year was the legalization of marijuana, the colors, textures, and odors of the numerous vendors made for a truly sensual event. No herb was openly displayed, although we were quietly offered a suspicious looking jar of green butter. We declined.

Karen and Lisa enjoyed poking through the booths, looking for exotic jewelry, scents, and clothes. They each bought the outfits you see them trying on in the photo to the right.

I stopped by the ACLU booth and asked the volunteer, "So when will you start working to legalize polygamy at the federal level?" "We think it should be legal now," she replied. Another volunteer asked us if we'd ever seen HBO's Big Love.

We left the festival at 5 PM and found ourselves by the Spaghetti Factory. Surprisingly, we were shown immediately to a table.

We ordered two dinners -- one spicy spaghetti dinner with sausage, and one baked lasagna. The dinners came with bread, salad, ice cream, and coffee tea or milk -- more than enough for the three of us to share. Our total, including tax, tip, and Karen's beer, was less than thirty dollars.


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