See, I went the other way. I tolerated the mundane for decades, saving up for the day I can retire, so now I like going upper-crust once in a while (like buying my beer by the keg). When it came to the legalization of weed, I found that I can get top-notch for what ditch weed used to cost. It's the magic of Adam Smith's dead hand on markets. There is a demand for high quality, and a general eschewing of the crap the cartels have been passing off (with the added bonus of knowing the cartels get screwed out of being the middleman).
Win-win.
I get that. I now eschew fast food once per week for the delectability of one superior meal at a proper restaraunt once per month - foe about the same output in cash if I am careful.
Still, the hillbilly in me would not give the revenuers the satisfaction, nor the cartels - Not when they normally wind up shipping the seeds right with the product... The solution to me would be clear, if I were so inclined.
I have not had proper whiskey in years... But there's always a couple quarts of shine up on the shelf. And when there was whiskey, it was likely to be black label Canadian, with Uncle Nanny missing his cut.
Suits me fine.
