My blog-crush, the redoubtable, charming and loquacious PENolan, the Menopausal Stoner, had this up on on her blog today in a wholly different context. My family sur-name, in its ur-original language out on the western Steppes, would have been understood as vernacular equivalent of "Hempster." On the family crest, there's a little bird--the 'konopi'-- which feeds on the pests that might attack the hemp plants. Which might explain my personal proclivities...
Without hemp, the whole regimen of trans-oceanic exploration and conquest of the rest of the planet from Europe would/could never have occurred...
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