Here’s the understatement of the year: Things have been a little… heavy… as of late. Recent events have made 2017 feel like a sweaty, angry, coke-fueled dress rehearsal for the End of Days, with fires, floods, hurricanes, Nazis, and the horrific freefall of having a senile Cheeto as our Commander-in-Chief.
That vibe has carried over into the world cannabis. There is a solemn, furrowed-brow approach—a newfound ganja gravitas, if you will—to the industry and its products. While it’s awesome to have the wide array of high-end offerings that are available today, there seems to be a missing component to the experience,