So, I'm supposed to be at a greater risk of depression and mental illness because of all the weed I smoked as a teen? I'm gonna be 59 years old soon so when is all this mental deterioration going to slap me up the side of the head? Do I have to wait until I start forgetting the car keys more than once a month so they can jump on my forgetfulness as a sign of having smoked too much weed? Hmmmm . . . . then I wonder what all that LSD I took is supposed to do?

So far I'm just a normal, successful business owner who drinks occasionally at social events and has been a serial monogomist since about 1978? Oh, how I cower in fear of the moment when the emotional damn breaks and that emotional resevoir of mental illness and depression drowns me in misery. Maybe I should start talking Valium to soften the unavoidable scientifice blow? For, of course the White House Office of National Drug Control only has everyone's bestest ever interests in mind when spewing out such research.

I understand if I took the right meds I'd see how many wonderful things Bush has accomplished as president of the United States. Anyone got some leftover SSRI's they'd like to send me? . . . one Nation, under Prozac, with the inability to make my own life decisions, at all.