I heard that news story this morning too, Buckshot. My first reaction was disgust until I realized what I was seeing. Frankenstein meets the Werewolf to me was a desperate attempt to save the horror movie industry at the cost of looking stupid and doing something that is ridiculed. They did it at the end of the slasher flik popularity also. Jason meets Freddy; sheesh. Predator vs Alien? Pee yoo. Desperate. Like when your moat drawbridge is getting splintered by a battering ram and you know that the next hit is going to be the last moment of yours and your people's way of life. You'd throw a bik lighter at them when they burst into the castle if that's all you had, as stupid and embarrassing as that would be. But you'd be desperate. Like the desperate people who put nash-un-ull enquirer stories like that one on the air. Worst states in the country for weed? NY, FL, and TX. FL had a vote, and NY said okay to small amounts (even though it was supposed to be that way already). If I were the other side, I'd be really desperate at this point.
Buckshot, the very next morning after NY hits the media and the world with this news, on comes this crap story. The timing of it as a response tells me everything. Shrinking of the frontal cortex seems important enough to me that I wouldn't wait until this morning to tell the world; if the studies I were involved in indicated this, I would inform many people far sooner than the morning talk show hosts got the info. Pro-marijuana is winning this war exponentially, and those people know it.