
Last MLK day, I rewrote his speech with Medical Cannabis civil rights as its focus. I hope you enjoy my rendition:
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as just another demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Forty-six years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, gave a timely speech on freedom and equality. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of medical cannabis patients and providers who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to a renewed beginning towards yet still a more perfect union.
But since 1996, there are still Americans who are not free. Thirteen years later, the life of medical cannabis patients and providers are still sadly crippled by the manacles of the government’s war on cannabis and the chains of injustice. Thirteen years years later, the medical cannabis patient lives on a lonely island of intimidations in the midst of a vast ocean of so called freedoms. Thirteen years later, the medical cannabis patient is still languished in all corners of American government and finds himself an exile in his own city. And so we’ve come to remember today to dramatize a shameful contemporary injustice.
In a sense we’ve come to call upon our Government to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence on hemp paper, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, medical cannabis patients as well as healthy people, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that the government has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of cannabis are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the medical cannabis patients a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient Governing.”
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We also want to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. Now is the time for Hope to become Change. Just because Obama is a new president, this is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to continue to take the tranquilizing War on Drugs. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of prosecuting medical marijuana providers to the sunlit path of social justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of medical cannabis injustice to the solid rock of civil liberties. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the medical marijuana patient’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Two Thousand Ten is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the medical cannabis patient needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the medical marijuana patients is granted his state and Constitutional rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our Government until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to medical cannabis patients like me, who stand in fear just outside the palace of justice: In the process of regaining our rightful place, we must stand up for our rights. Let us seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by demanding our vote count for something more than a symbolic jester allotted to us by the government. We must forever struggle for political dignity and democracy. We must renew the creative peaceful protests of those who have won back some of their rights. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting the Government’s force with more soul force than we have been lately.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the medical marijuana community must not help all American people, for many of our neighbors to realize that our medical destiny is tied up with their destiny. And they will come to realize that our freedom to use medical marijuana is inextricably bound to their basic freedoms.
We can no longer sit by and allow these injustices to continue.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot be stagnant.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the medical marijuana patients are the victims of the unspeakable horrors of Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) raids. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of injury and illness, cannot gain legal relief from this medicinal herb. We cannot be satisfied as long as patients do not have safe access to medical cannabis. We can never be satisfied as long as our patients are stripped of their medicine and robbed of their dignity by Government. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Medical marijuana provider in California faces 100 years for providing qualified patients with cannabis and a disabled veteran in Kentucky is simultaneously raided by various over-armed law enforcement agencies for just a few plants. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice takes root in every inch of American soil like a weed and righteousness like a blossoming bud.
I am not unmindful that some of you have no first-hand knowledge of the trials and tribulations of medical marijuana patients and providers. Some of you believe because California passed medical cannabis laws in 1996 that patients are free of government interferences –that they do not fear the intimidation of their Government. We have seen the veterans of cruel suffering. We must continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Stand back up California, stand up in Washington State, move into action in Oregan, let your voice be heard in Hawaii, protest in Alaska, change the laws in Kentucky, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Obama promised Hope and Change. Do not let him go back on that word.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day we will rise up against the National government and live out the true meaning of its creed: ” The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people..”
“We the people…”
I have a dream that one day on the golden shores of California, the cancer, AIDS, MS, Chronic pain, Epileptic, and all qualified patients will have safe access to medical cannabis.
I have a dream that one day even the Government, a Government sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of intimidation, will be transformed into a provider of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my medical cannabis providers will one day live in a nation where they will not be investigated, raided, arrested, prosecuted, convicted or imprisoned for providing safe access to medical cannabis under state law.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Kentucky, with its vicious law enforcement raids, with its law enforcement using paramilitary-style raids against disabled veterans. — one day right there in Kentucky a crippled hero will be able to grow a safe and effective herbal medicine to ease his war-inherited pain.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every patient shall be dignified, and every provider and grower shall be honored, the government will act just, and the DEA will be made straight; with “efficiency, transparency, [and] accountability”
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I hold in Los Angeles.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of Hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of Compassion. With this faith, we will be able to medicate together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free to use our medicine one day.
And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom [grow]!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom grow from the prodigious shorelines of California.
Let freedom grow from the mighty mountains of Oregan.
Let freedom ring from the evergreens of Washington State.
Let freedom grow from the snow-capped glaciers Alaska.
Let freedom grow from the luscious islands of Hawaaii.
But not only that:
Let freedom grow from the blue grass of Kentucky.
Let freedom grow from great lakes of Michigan.
Let freedom grow from deserts of Nevada.
From every mountainside, let freedom grow.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to grow, when we let it grow from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, ill or injured people and healthy people, Cancer patients and Cancer researchers, AIDS patients and Pharmacists, will be able to join forces and provide safe access to medical marijuana patients. I wait for the day we patients can sing:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!
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Inspired by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and dedicated to those who have, are, and continue to suffer because of the Government’s war on medical cannabis: Like Charles C. Lynch, Virgil Grant, Stephanie Landa, Mickey Martin, and the countless others.
I truly believe we can makes a difference, together. Lets make this dream a reality.