I didn't jump at District Attorney Terence Hallinan’s offer to be his press secretary. It would pay twice as much as my job at UCSF — $84,000 vs. $42,000 in 1999 — but editing a weekly at the medical center I was seven years away from a pension, and if I stayed there I would be able to help Tod Mikuriya, MD, produce a pro-cannabis doctors’ journal. We had already dummied and photocopied the first issue.
Kayo said he also wanted me to be his “liaison to the medical marijuana community” and to help implement Proposition 215, the law created in ‘96 by California voters that allowed doctors to authorize cannabis use for patients. Dr. Mikuriya advised me to accept. I wrote a song about the situation and walked over to Kayo’s house on the other side of Parnassus Hill to sing it to him.
Everybody’s drafting an MOU. Everybody’s signing ‘em, let’s do one, too. Make our problems seem not so hard. Almost simple as a Hallmark card. Let’s have a Memorandum of Understanding. Principles we can heed as laws. Prohibition always leads to violent crime. Time we hit the problem at the cause... The neighbors want the dealers off the street. The cops want their overtime, they drink tequila neat. The district attorney is promising change. As if Sanity in One City can be arranged by a Memorandum of Understanding... And so on.
After Prop 215 passed in 1996, Hallinan — the only DA in California who endorsed it — had urged the Department of Public Health to get involved in implementation. In 2000 DPH issued registration cards to applicants who were SF residents and had bona fide physician approval. The cards conferred the right to buy cannabis at a dispensary and to cultivate for personal use or as a caregiver. Dennis Peron thought those rights had been conferred by Prop 215, and that registration systems were unnecessary and intrusive. Dr. Mikuriya hoped the health department would get involved in data collection and foresaw “a great research opportunity.”
Before I left UCSF I had broken the CBD story in Synapse, the internal weekly. (If you missed it: THC is not the only active ingredient in marijuana, its numerous chemical cousins include cannabidiol CBD which has anti-inflammatory and is not intoxicating.) Synapse was produced mainly by medical students. In July and August, when they were gone, the paper appeared monthly and I did some of the writing. I had used vacation time in ‘99 to attend the International Cannabinoid Research Society meeting, and it provided a perfect hook for a Synapse story. UCSF pharmacologist Lester Bornheim had presented a paper on cannabidiol —giving me a local angle and a platform to start preaching the gospel of CBD back in the US of A.
I also interviewed Dr. Geoffrey Guy, the British pharmaceutical pioneer who was developing cannabis-based medicines with the approval of the Home Office. Guy had swayed the authorities by overcoming their objections to smoking and “euphoria” (getting high). His company would produce a cannabis extract that could be applied by spraying under the tongue. And users would not get high because the intoxicating THC in his plants would be negated by an equal amount of CBD, which was then considered a “minor” cannabinoid. Guy had obtained his CBD-rich “genetic library” (seeds) from renowned American expats, Rob Clarke and Dave Watson, who had traveled widely to collect them and had been breeding plants in Amsterdam.
Guy didn’t think there would be any CBD beyond trace amounts in the plants being grown back in California. He explained that they had all been bred for generations (of plants and people) to maximize THC content, which minimizes CBD production due to a genetic either/or. I maintained that the hills were full of hippies who saved seeds from any plant that produced an unusual effect, and some CBD was bound to turn up. The real problem was that no analytical labs were testing marijuana in the year of our Lord 1999.
Back home I reported to Dr. Mikuriya and we planned to run a front-page story about Guy’s strategy and the findings being reported to the International Cannabinoid Research Society. We lightheartedly called our publicity effort “Project CBD.” Then I accepted the job at the DA’s office and we put the journal on hold.
For dispensary operators and many activists, it was a great day in San Francisco when the health department began issuing registration cards. There was a ceremony outside the old greystone DPH office at 101 Grove Street and speeches by the director, Mitch Katz, MD, and District Attorney Hallinan, and Police Chief Earl Saunders, and Supervisor Mark Leno and others. The first card was issued to Wayne Justmann, the widely respected organizer of the Patients Resource Center on Divisadero. He had been living with HIV for many years and still is, thanks to protease inhibitors. A crowd of pot partisans and Health Department workers cheered heartily.
From Kayo’s speech: “One danger of the card system is that it will create two tiers of legitimacy in the eyes of law enforcement. That must not be allowed to happen. And the civl liberties implications of registering are obvious. Marijuana is still illegal under federal law...
“Last month the health department co-sponsored a conference at which the leading researchers updated doctors and other health professionals on the work that’s being done. Far in the lead is an English company that is breeding plants strains with different components for use in clinical trials. This company has full government support.
“We have the San Francisco Department of Public health and what the scientists call ‘the crude plant.’ We also have the protections offered by Prop 215 and a potential database unequalled anywhere. We can begin by tracking how many patients are using cannabis for what conditions, and what results they are getting. At some point we can provide an analytical chemist so that dispensaries, patients and growers can determine the cannabinoid content of their plants.
“We can encourage cultivation of diverse strains for use in N-of-1 trials. That’s scientific jargon for a trial in which a single patient uses various strains of cannabis over set intervals of time and reports the effects to a doctor. And we can collect and collate data from doctors conducting these trials, transforming all our so-called ‘mere anecdotal evidence’ into sound epidemiological data.”
Soon after the kick-off of the registration program I paid a visit to the DPH Assistant Director, Josh Bamberger, MD, to suggest that the department begin testing cannabis being sold at San Francisco dispensaries. He said that their budget was stretched thin, and couldn’t the DA’s office persuade the police to use their lab for this important purpose? I thought but didn’t say, “Don’t be ridiculous.” I sensed that the Department’s budget was inviolate. I didn’t warn Bamberger, as the shrewd founders of Steep Hill, the industry’s first private-sector lab would warn consumers in 2007, that mold on cannabis sold in dispensaries could be deadly to AIDS patients. And I didn’t have the foresight to say that the lab could turn into a big moneymaker for the department. I didn’t realize that the so-called “movement” was morphing into “The Industry,” and in due course would make cannabis safe for capital.
My next bright idea as the DA’s liaison to the medical marijuana community was that the city should grow its own.
(To be continued)