Alia Volz
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in San Francisco, The United States
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March 2011
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| This beautifully written story follows a bookish, mixed-race girl as she tries to get a foothold in a world that refuses to make space for her. Shannon grows up determined to thrive, with or without nourishment, like a dandelion breaking concrete. Th ...more | |
“On September 18, 1975, the day Mer arrived, FBI agents swarmed two safe houses, including the one where Patty was hiding. Four days after the arrests, another female radical fired two shots at President Gerald Ford as he exited the St. Francis Hotel on Union Square, missing his head by inches. The would-be assassin later said she’d been inspired in part by Patty and the SLA. The astonishing case of the heiress turned kidnapping victim, self-proclaimed revolutionary, terrorist, fugitive, and frail penitent would keep the press enthralled for many moons.”
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco
“The danger, the report concluded, was political, stemming from the perception of marijuana as “fostering a counterculture that conflicts with basic moral precepts.” The commission asked if criminal punishment for cannabis might be causing more harm to society than the drug itself. Instead of tearing the ass out of pot advocacy, the report recommended decriminalization. Nixon allegedly refused to read beyond the first few pages. His administration buried the report and continued its alarmist rhetoric. Marijuana’s “temporary” Schedule 1 status—categorizing cannabis as one of the most dangerous substances in the United States—quietly became permanent.”
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco
“I picture my mom on an airplane in 1975, forehead pressed to the window, hoping for a first glimpse of her new home. She wouldn’t know that the airport lies beyond city limits, situated such that you can never quite see San Francisco until you’re inside it.”
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco
― Home Baked: My Mom, Marijuana, and the Stoning of San Francisco










































