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New bowl for my Birthday…

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We Spoke to the Alaskan Reporter Who Quit Her Job on Live TV to Run a Weed Dispensary
Last night, after hosting a segment on the effort to legalize weed in Alaska, local KTVA news anchor Charlo Greene quit her job in true “fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool” fashion. Charlo went off script and told her Alaskan audience, on live TV, that she owned Alaska’s only cannabis club and that she would be leaving the news world behind— in order to put all her energy towards supporting the marijuana legalization movement in Alaska. Effective immediately, Charlo has begun a new life advocating for the movement by continuing to run the only weed dispensary in the home state of Sarah Palin. Before signing off, she also added: “Fuck it, I quit.”
Unsurprisingly, the mix of weed, unexpected swearing on live local news, and the thrill of someone quitting their job scorched earth style, resulted in Charlo’s final news broadcast going viral. So, we caught up with her earlier today to talk about her decision to bail on the glamourous life of local news reporting, her cannabis club, and the legalization movement in Alaska.
VICE: So when did you start the cannabis club?Charlo Greene: We purchased a business license on 4/20/2014!
How’s the business been going?It’s been going great! Well enough for me to feel comfortable in walking away from a career that I’ve spent all my adulthood building.
Why did you decide to quit in such an extravagant fashion?[Laughs] To draw attention to the issue. You, as a journalist, know that all of us are replaceable. The people aren’t really going to miss you, or me, or any random reporter for the most part. So why not just use the position I was put in to make sure that my next chapter is just wide open for me?
What was the aftermath like in the studio?Thank goodness it was on a Sunday night when most of the people were in the downstairs studio. I was doing my live hit in the upstairs one, so I didn’t see anything happening in the actual newsroom itself, but there were a couple of higher ups that were on my floor that were kinda freaking out—a little panicked. The phones were ringing off the hook, and I was escorted out. That was it.
And there’s been no fallout since?The station took down my bio and all that stuff, but no one has been in touch with me.
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vicemag:

We Spoke to the Alaskan Reporter Who Quit Her Job on Live TV to Run a Weed Dispensary

Last night, after hosting a segment on the effort to legalize weed in Alaska, local KTVA news anchor Charlo Greene quit her job in true “fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool” fashion. Charlo went off script and told her Alaskan audience, on live TV, that she owned Alaska’s only cannabis club and that she would be leaving the news world behind— in order to put all her energy towards supporting the marijuana legalization movement in Alaska. Effective immediately, Charlo has begun a new life advocating for the movement by continuing to run the only weed dispensary in the home state of Sarah Palin. Before signing off, she also added: “Fuck it, I quit.”

Unsurprisingly, the mix of weed, unexpected swearing on live local news, and the thrill of someone quitting their job scorched earth style, resulted in Charlo’s final news broadcast going viral. So, we caught up with her earlier today to talk about her decision to bail on the glamourous life of local news reporting, her cannabis club, and the legalization movement in Alaska.

VICE: So when did you start the cannabis club?
Charlo Greene: 
We purchased a business license on 4/20/2014!

How’s the business been going?
It’s been going great! Well enough for me to feel comfortable in walking away from a career that I’ve spent all my adulthood building.

Why did you decide to quit in such an extravagant fashion?
[Laughs] To draw attention to the issue. You, as a journalist, know that all of us are replaceable. The people aren’t really going to miss you, or me, or any random reporter for the most part. So why not just use the position I was put in to make sure that my next chapter is just wide open for me?

What was the aftermath like in the studio?
Thank goodness it was on a Sunday night when most of the people were in the downstairs studio. I was doing my live hit in the upstairs one, so I didn’t see anything happening in the actual newsroom itself, but there were a couple of higher ups that were on my floor that were kinda freaking out—a little panicked. The phones were ringing off the hook, and I was escorted out. That was it.

And there’s been no fallout since?
The station took down my bio and all that stuff, but no one has been in touch with me.

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The food on U.S. planes has gone from bad to nonexistent in coach class. But airplane meals have had ups and downs before. In the 1930s, airlines offered multicourse meals on real china. Just a few decades later, the menu offerings changed to tin foil-topped packages of mushy mystery meat. So what happened?
A Bumpy Ride: Airplane Food Through The Decades
Photo: Frederic Lewis/Archive Photos/Getty Images

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The food on U.S. planes has gone from bad to nonexistent in coach class. But airplane meals have had ups and downs before. In the 1930s, airlines offered multicourse meals on real china. Just a few decades later, the menu offerings changed to tin foil-topped packages of mushy mystery meat. So what happened?

A Bumpy Ride: Airplane Food Through The Decades

Photo: Frederic Lewis/Archive Photos/Getty Images

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This is What the World Looks Like When You’re Blind

Bordered by rays of red and violet, narrow bands of visible light are constantly relaying a massive amount of information to our brains. Our entire civilization hangs upon the ability to perceive the rapid vibration of that light; without it, we couldn’t build and shape our world for ourselves, let alone our children. We scarcely understand how much of life is dependent on our eyes—until we imagine life without them. When he was in Kenya,Jonathan May noticed a young girl blindly fumbling from one side of the schoolyard to the other…read more
The General Of Kenya’s Mau Mau Uprising: Beyond Western Portrayals Of A Broken Africa | The Backyard Axe Throwing League | Mike Wilson Was Pro Skier By Age Eleven. Now He Is YouTube’s Biggest Badass | Did Siberian Mushroom Shamans Invent Santa Claus? | Turns Out Bee Venom Could Be Used To Fight Cancer

theplaidzebra:

This is What the World Looks Like When You’re Blind

Bordered by rays of red and violet, narrow bands of visible light are constantly relaying a massive amount of information to our brains. Our entire civilization hangs upon the ability to perceive the rapid vibration of that light; without it, we couldn’t build and shape our world for ourselves, let alone our children. We scarcely understand how much of life is dependent on our eyes—until we imagine life without them. When he was in Kenya,Jonathan May noticed a young girl blindly fumbling from one side of the schoolyard to the other…read more

The General Of Kenya’s Mau Mau Uprising: Beyond Western Portrayals Of A Broken Africa | The Backyard Axe Throwing League | Mike Wilson Was Pro Skier By Age Eleven. Now He Is YouTube’s Biggest Badass | Did Siberian Mushroom Shamans Invent Santa Claus? | Turns Out Bee Venom Could Be Used To Fight Cancer

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Los Angeles Is a Paradise
I have, at various times, loved LA and hated LA. Right now, I’m on an up-swing. I love the weirdos, the driving, the aggressively-enforced postive vibes, the endless space, and the ridiculous weather. And I can’t imagine myself living anywhere else. 
Here are some photos of the higlights and lowlights of the city I call home:









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Los Angeles Is a Paradise

I have, at various times, loved LA and hated LA. Right now, I’m on an up-swing. I love the weirdos, the driving, the aggressively-enforced postive vibes, the endless space, and the ridiculous weather. And I can’t imagine myself living anywhere else. 

Here are some photos of the higlights and lowlights of the city I call home:

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