Fräulein von Salis,
God is on the earth. Don't you see how all the heavens are rejoicing? I have just seized possession of my kingdom, I've thrown the Pope in prison, and I'm having Wilhelm, Bismarck, and Stöcker shot.
-The Crucified.
I want to speak a language that me and only me speaks because people do not deserve to hear my thoughts. I want to be an ethnicty of which I am the sole member.
To sum up, weed is for those who create and deserve to toke it. Wine belongs to the class of solitary pleasures; it is made for wretched slaves. Weed is useful and produces fruitful results. Wine is useless and dangerous.