Everything looks horribly dangerous in isolation. Cannabis cuts down on inflammation. That gives it two points on the killer scale.
Every food has something in it that can cause cancer, but eating some broccoli cancels all that. Moon dust was called deadly, but they found that city life is deadlier. NYC life has 4 story walk-ups, and makes you skinny, and live longer.
I'm only taking cannabis for severe muscle injury, flu, and covid. It stops the pain and clears you up. For general health, I find my Aronia Berry tea is better, a vital nutrient to the gut, brings clear thinking, and cuts inflamation.
If you are a crack and alcohol addict, like some people we won't mention, you'll live to 45. That's constantly soaking yourself in the worst poison that doesn't kill you instantly. If you are a heavy smoker, then 65. Living with a smoker is 70, along with heavy drinking. Overweight is 75. These are the major things, and all the doomer stories are phoney, designed only to make these guys money.
As well, heavy cannabis smokers go to the heavy smoker zone. You can enjoy everything in moderation, and live to your genetic limit. From family history, mine is maybe 85, but I have an older brother and sister who can test that 'death ceiling' for me. Then I'm good for whatever gets them at 105.
ps Geez, it's hot. I just got some zero alcohol Sapporo beer from Costco. That's a good substitute for my usual stuff, and allows me to walk straight.
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