So, in the bright new future of the Trudeau the Younger's hep liberal regime, Cannabis was slated to be legalized for recreational sale for Canada Day (01 July) of 2018. Bahaha.
So, the earliest it might happen is now August or so. Summerish for sure. It might still be 2018. In the meantime each province has framed its legislation for sale (
https://www2.gov.bc.ca/gov/content/safety/public-safety/cannabis/legalization and
https://www.bcldbcannabisupdates.com/). They are ready for the money grab, so that's alright.
What this has done is allow for increased punishment of "abuse" and several new definitions of abuse. Basically, if you have it in your house and your kids find it - you are in so much shit you will never get out (
https://www2.gov.bc.ca/gov/content/safety/public-safety/cannabis).
So, as you know, I wanted to try my hand at growing marijuana in an old-fashioned pitiful THC counts way - but while I can grow up to four plants myself, if I grow them outside, they have to be in a place where they can't been seen from public places. There is not even one tiny spot in my yard that cannot be seen from some public place somewhere - you don't even need to stand on tippy-toes. Poot. Then I am wondering: no one owns the airspace above their property - if the neighbourhood kids are dorking about with a drone, does that mean my plants carefully hidden behind trellises are still publically viewable? Don't know, but considering the new climate of zero tolerance for corrupting youth (think of the *children*), I suspect someone would take me to court to argue yes.
Okay, so I am not going to horse around with plants. Fine. I don't like gardening anyway. Yes, okay, I like looking at pretty gardens, and I appreciate them, but I don't wanna do any of the gritty stuff.
I never wanted to smoke the cannabis, since lungs and whatnot, but just as I'm getting bummed about the horticultural project, mwahahaha, Banyen Books were having a sale on their cannabis books - so I bought a bunch of cook books! Woo! It's less exciting than I thought, since basically one uses one's dried cannabis to infuse butter or oil, or some other fat-based liquid (THC is fat-soluble and collects in the fats of your body - more on that in a bit) such as cream, and then you bake/cook your normal thing with the infused fat. Okay - that sounds like one could make a tasty shortbread - or even mac'n'cheese if one felt that way. I could become *really* famous for my vegetarian chili. :)
The tricky part with edibles is that since one eats it, it needs to be digested before it is felt - which can be 60 to 90 minutes after the first bite. And then the effects last longer. So this means that the project to have a carefully crafted dinner each course of which is delicately infused with different cannabis means that not only should you have a sleep over - but maybe for a week.
So, then I was wondering what to actually bake/cook that could be safely shareable at a party. Obviously it needs to be an early appetizer, like a spice coated nut, and it needs to be skimpy. In fact - it might be better to give people little individually wrapped favours of something like cannabis shortbread so they can take them home and enjoy them in safety (keeping in mind the whole issue of allowing them to fall into the hands of people under the age of 19).
So then I began to wonder why I haven't seen any campaigns about how much consumption will lead to impairment. How little leads to impairment for how long? I mean: we "know" about alcohol (
https://www.cbabc.org/For-the-Public/Dial-A-Law/Scripts/Automobiles/190) - in BC it 0.05 - which is 50 milligram in 100 milliliters of blood, and all mediated by breathalyzers, and the ad campaigns were one drink for women, two drinks for men.
We (Canada) have apparently piloted a roadside swabbing device for saliva (
https://www.publicsafety.gc.ca/cnt/rsrcs/pblctns/rl-fld-drg-scrnng-dvc-plt/index-en.aspx). "Oral Fluid" - ew. :) However, an important takeaway is that there are more false positives in colder weather. How excellent for Canada. :)
But that study didn't indicate what was being screened for - how much?
So I hunted around and found the Lower-Risk Cannabis Use Guidelines which sounds very cosy, and has been adopted by several Canadian agencies (
https://ajph.aphapublications.org/doi/full/10.2105/AJPH.2017.303818), and which basically says: abstinence (which is stupidly idealistic at best), but eventually unbends enough to say that you shouldn't operate machinery (hello motor vehicle) until at least six hours after use.
But there weren't any numbers. So I kept digging until I found this incantation: ng/mL.
It took me a while to find, but that stands for nanograms per milliliters. The two numbers bandied about are 2ng and 5ng, and that's for 2 or 5 nanograms of THC metabolite per 100 milliliters of blood. These are numbers common to areas that are doing roadside screening for impairment. [Edited: apparently this is per single milliliter.]
But of course, there are problems. This is the best overview:
http://www.globaldrugpolicy.org/Issues/Vol%2010%20Issue%203/Articles/Why%20a%205%20ng%20limit%20is%20bad%20public%20policy%20092616.pdfImportant bits - THC is fat soluble and not water soluble, so unlike alcohol, which stays mostly smoothly dispersed across all water venues in the body, it escapes from the blood stream into the fat bits (which includes the brain) as quickly as possible. Therefore, no matter what the measure in the blood or spit, there is no correlation to how much is in the brain. One can measure "safe" and be impaired.
Alternatively, apparently the half-life of marijuana in the body is 67 days (!!!) (
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3842229/), and according to that demonizing article, some people can actually have a negative ng/mL measure.
So.
Piffle.
I was looking for some reasonable guidelines for consumption that would allow me to enjoy without becoming a danger to others - and I have mostly found that THC can be in your system for the rest of eternity, so there is no way beyond personal report (I feel fine!) to scientifically establish impairment. This is not acceptable.
No baked goods for my guests, then. Poot.