Yes, it's true: Olmeda can be a little square. But he's also one of the nicer, funnier, and more well-intentioned fellows you're going to meet (I play softball with him). Tragically, though, his attempt to get some wholesome discussion going among parents quickly goes awry.
"shut up you stupid whore! DIE" wrote someone calling themselves Dan in the first message.
Not really what Olmeda was looking for on the usually milquetoast blog.
"Dan, part of me wants to delete your comments as inappropriate for this site," Olmeda replies. "However, in the spirit of 'this is your brain on drugs,' I think I'll let the comments stand."
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From there it goes further south with more pot smokers talking up the wonders of weed and hammering Olmeda. I don't know where they came from; NORML members must have been googling "420" on that day en masse. One came from a fellow named Wil on the joy of "nuggets" who addresses Olmeda:
Olmeda tells Wil to "put down the hashpipe for one second and re-read my name: I'm a man."
Maybe it's because I know Olmeda that I was laughing so hard while reading this stuff that tears came to my eyes. You have to read the entire thing to get the feel of it. Click here to go on that trip. Oh, and a belated happy 420 to you.