I came across this article a few hours ago while doom-scrolling through the Hartford Courant while deep in a caffeine bender and halfway through reorganizing my spice cabinet (don’t ask). As we already know, Connecticut cops have been prowling smoke shops like a pack of bloodhounds, sniffing out THC-infused contraband like it’s Prohibition with a vape pen. And they’re going to keep going. The great villains of the day? Fruit-flavored gummies, THC seltzers, and whatever else the state hasn’t wrapped its cold, bureaucratic fingers around.
They’re calling them “inspections,” but let’s be honest—it’s a weed witch hunt. More than 20 shops raided. Products “seized.” Photos of baggies splayed out like some cartel bust, except it’s just poorly labeled edibles and stoner soda. You’d think these guys were running meth labs, not selling off-brand gummies to sleepy college kids and overstressed parents.
“The Inspectors” were dispatched like suit-wearing bounty hunters to two intergalactic outposts of alleged THC treachery: Alien Vape and Smoke (because nothing says “compliance” like a space-themed head shop) and Puff City (which sounds like a Snoop Dogg side project but is apparently just a regular store on North Colony Road).
And here’s the kicker: Puff City passed. That’s right—cleaner than a Mormon prom night. Nothing illicit, nothing seized, no gummy bears harmed. This is a complete waste of money.
The state gets to say “no no, naughty” while still raking in taxes from dispensaries that jumped through the flaming hoops of the licensing circus.
Wouldn’t this be easier if they just let everyone buy permits?
Keep it weird,
~-JohnsJoints
