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Ujala Sehgal, writing for The Atlantic, reported recently that the medical marijuana community has suffered a setback:
Nine years ago, supporters of medical marijuana asked the federal government to reclassify cannabis, which was listed as a Schedule I drug, the most restricted category of drug under the Controlled Substances Act in 1970. The petition asked the the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) to take into account research showing marijuana's medical uses, which have been recognized in various states and the capital. For years, no final decision was reached, the Los Angeles Times reports. Two months ago, advocates asked the U.S. Court of Appeals to force the Obama administration to respond to their petition. Finally, in a decision published Friday, the DEA denied the request, ruling that marijuana has no accepted medical use and should remain classified as a highly dangerous drug like heroin.
Sehgal's breakdown/analysis is worth reading, but I bring all this up for a purely self-serving reason.  

I've always wanted to go on record predicting how funny it's going to seem to us fifty years from now that anyone ever thought that inhaling smoke of any kind could have "medicinal benefits."  I'm not saying that marijuana does absolutely nothing for one's well-being.  I've long taken Michael P. Foley's word that tobacco can be good for the soul, and I'll take the scientists at their word on marijuana.  I just think the "medicinal" angle is an odd one, given the amount of social, political, and moral energy we spend trying to demonize tobacco companies and their customers.