I have a couple of friends who smoked pot on a regular basis (as did I); and they went to a wedding, and took some hash brownies, and ate one as they were dressing, and looked at each other and said “That’s not doing anything for me, how about you?” and so they ate another one. They really should have known better. There is video of the wedding breakfast, where everybody is drinking champagne and eating salmon and having a lovely time — and there are my friends grimly holding on to the edge of the table, for fear of toppling forever should they let go…