 | NORML News: Kiwi Cannabis Cup |
A first hand report by Harry Cording
The inaugural Kiwi Cannabis Cup was held in a van in a windswept parking lot on a stormy Saturday night. I was sitting in on a serious policy discussion at the NORML conference when the call came for volunteers to join the judging panel. With a strong sense of duty I rushed out the door and up the hill to the van, guided through the dark by my bud radar.
Two massive buds that weighed an ounce each, known only as A and B, were rolled into king-size joints. Bud A was sparked up first and I partook in earnest. It took me to an advanced stage of the cannabis experience, where I had a profound identity crisis and a big grin on my face at the same time.
Bud B reached me just as the Bud A joint was making another round of the van. I sampled one and passed the other along, which led to some confusion about which bud was supposed to go to which judge next, and which bud was which. I was told that I added to the confusion, and as always, I was glad to make a contribution. The confusion was resolved by the Chief Judge Chris smoking both joints at once.
I suggested that buds A and B should be declared joint winners, because the concept of a single winner indicated that a hierarchical infrastructure had been imposed by members of the judging committee who had unconsciously internalised the competitiveness inherent in the corporate fascist power structure. This suggestion was not given the serious consideration it deserved.
After B, or possibly A, came my way again, I got in touch with my inner munter. I no longer cared that my input was undervalued. In an elevated state of philosophical calmness, I observed that my fellow judges were having trouble reaching a decision. Then a third possibility, known as Bud C, was revealed.
Somebody opened a window and the surplus smoke blew down the valley. I had a vision of it finding its way into the home of the nearest prohibitionists, weaving its magic spell and enlightening them. It was too much to hope for, of course, but it was a lovely thought, like so many thoughts I had that night.
Bud C, organic indoor Super Skunk from Auckland, was passed around to oohs and aahs of delight and was eventually declared the winner. Buds D and E appeared later. By then I had left the van. My duty as a judge was done. I had lost my sense of judgement for a worthy cause.
Plans are already being discussed for a 2003 Cannabis Cup. It could be held in a larger van or possibly even a room. Growers, get ready to show us what you can do. And please keep it organic, for the health of yourselves and your fellow cannabis consumers.
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