"So what do you think about Proposal M, to legalize possession and use of up to an ounce of marijuana for adults on private property? We haven't heard much about it, but it's on the Detroit ballot."

"I think anything that stops police from grabbing young brothers off the street and sending them to jail to get an education in how to really be a criminal is fine with me," Mulenga paused and frowned a little. "But there's nothing in the proposal that talks about where they are supposed to be able to get it. They've shut down most of the dispensaries across the state."

"I don't think finding a supply has ever been much of a problem. Folks are getting it now." I looked around the room. "I wouldn't be surprised if somebody in here has some."

"Me neither. I expect we'll have some ministers howling about it being a highway to hell or something, but I think folks are going to vote for that."

"There's a good chance. Look I've got to go and make some calls. I need to get the yard dug up so I can get my drain fixed."

"I know how you can get your yard dug up for free," Mulenga grinned.

"How?"

"Call the police and tell them Jimmy Hoffa is buried back there."

Larry Gabriel is a writer, musician and former editor of Metro Times. Send comments to letters@metrotimes.com.

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