Mummy And Daddy Are Stoners

Media, Reading & Writing

The Guardian is running a piece today about a right-on children’s book on cannabis. ‘It’s Just a Plant’ is written and illustrated by Ricardo Cortés, whose work recently graced the bedtime story bestseller ‘Go the Fuck to Sleep’. Recently reissued, it follows Jackie, a girl who smells dope and goes to her parents’ bedroom to find them smoking a joint. The next day, her mother takes her on a journey to meet a cannibis farmer, a doctor and a cop to learn more about marijuana.

The book has naturally created critics and fans, but the biggest complaint in the UK has been about the hopelessly optimistic cool parents who have either been made vague and woolly-minded by dope or were like that to begin with. I’ve always thought it was a chicken-and-egg thing with marijuana – does it attract naturally passive people or create them?

I’m not a natural dopehead. Within about two minutes of smoking, I’m fast asleep. I once went to a Guy Fawkes party, took one hit and fell face down into the bonfire, and had to be dragged out with my clothes on fire. It’s good that a book like this takes the hysteria out of the subject, and while I don’t think cannabis sets in motion an escalation of drug-taking, I’m not sure being told your folks are hip will do children much good.

3 comments on “Mummy And Daddy Are Stoners”

  1. Sparro says:

    The chicken-and-egg argument, by its nature, will never be resolved. But what niggles me somewhat is that this tries to justify an action which might be pleasureable that I don’t condemn out of hand. The idea of sucking smoke (from any source) into the lungs is not natural and efficacious to life. Quite possibly the opposite. So it appears the tenor of the book is less about educating the child and more to do with brainwashing her — rather literally in one sense.
    However, by its hip appearance, and its ideology, this book seems to me to be 40 years too late…

  2. Gretta says:

    Just as a passing observation, if the picture is anything to go by, I don’t think any man who willingly wears purple corduroys(or are they velvet?) should be allowed to have children. The fact that he’s wearing them with an orange top is unforgiveable. I’d have had him Sectioned on that alone, never mind being a pothead.

  3. Helen Martin says:

    I think I’m with Sparro on this one. The corduroys/velvet problem is a matter of personal preference – although so is the resultant giggling by passers by.

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