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Every year, millions of pounds of perfectly good cannabis are destroyed under “safety” rules that do little but feed landfills. From testing failures to expiration laws, the system burns medicine while patients go without. Dead Flowers: The Waste of American Weed follows the regulators, the waste, and the absurd logic behind America’s most profitable destruction ritual.
A German biotech is pushing a cannabis pill called VER 01 and calling it a breakthrough for pain relief. Beneath the pharmaceutical polish is a deeper story about control, money, and culture. Pot Culture Magazine asks if Vertanical’s lab born weed is progress or just another corporate grab for the plant the people built.
Hemp may have been ripped from the Controlled Substances Act in 2018, but freedom was only on paper. Farmers are still shackled by THC math, the DEA’s shadow rules, and FDA’s silence on CBD. The loopholes gave rise to delta-8 and other lab-born cannabinoids, sparking a new prohibition panic. The truth is simple: hemp didn’t escape the drug war, it just exposed the absurdity of it all.
California lawmakers finally moved to ease the crushing cannabis excise tax, but after years of bleeding growers dry, is it reform or just window dressing? Pot Culture Magazine digs into the numbers, the damage, and the politics behind the belated rollback.
Minnesota has finally joined the adult-use cannabis market, with dispensaries opening their doors despite years of political stalling and supply fights. While headlines celebrate the moment, the deeper story is about who benefits, who’s still boxed out, and whether legalization delivers more than ribbon cuttings. Pot Culture Magazine cuts through the spin with hard-edge reporting.
Hawaii sells itself as paradise, but when it comes to cannabis, the islands are locked in prohibition. Lawmakers have teased legalization for decades, only to betray voters and bow to cops, lobbyists, and fear. With over 70% of Hawaiians supporting legalization, the hypocrisy is glaring. Paradise is freedom, yet a joint in Waikīkī can still mean court.
