What would marijuana reclassification mean for Illinois?

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  • Опубликовано: 30 апр 2024
  • Cannabis is a billion dollar industry in Illinois, and the federal government's proposed reclassification of marijuana from Schedule I to Schedule III is a cause for celebration for some in the canna-business. FULL STORY: abc7chicago.com/what-marijuan...

Комментарии • 11

  • @thedirtybubble9613
    @thedirtybubble9613 Месяц назад +1

    We're about 50 years behind schedule in getting this plant reclassified. But the wheels are finally moving. Government moves slow sometimes.

  • @mopthermopther
    @mopthermopther Месяц назад +3

    More people will
    smoke marijuana

  • @James-fu8fj
    @James-fu8fj Месяц назад +1

    Yeah, and that means you’re gonna have to have coupon day too, buddy. That price is going to drive everybody smoking it cheap instead of cheap sunglasses. It’s gonna be cheap buds.

  • @Antonjlavey
    @Antonjlavey Месяц назад

    No what's going to happen is I'm going to go sell my dispensary so I just sell from the house and put it into the bank. I would have mine even cheaper than anyone else's and just pay the taxes.

  • @iMasterMechanics_1
    @iMasterMechanics_1 Месяц назад +1

    this is the worst thing to happen!!! it should be legal and not scheduled at all ... only people who don't know shit think this is a good thing

  • @user-lowlow123
    @user-lowlow123 Месяц назад

    Wasn’t the Rockford incident very clear that after smoked suspect turned violent

    • @E60666
      @E60666 Месяц назад

      That’s alleged

    • @user-yj6zl2oe7r
      @user-yj6zl2oe7r Месяц назад

      Only to idiots that believe that

  • @DouglassBuzz
    @DouglassBuzz Месяц назад

    Biden will definitely loose now for sure.

  • @TomZart
    @TomZart Месяц назад

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