📰 THE ARCHIVES BITE BACK
In Which the Ghosts of Justice Stir and the Government’s Ledger Bleeds Ink
FOR IMMEDIATE CIRCULATION — August, In the Year of Our Lord 2025
Correspondence to be directed to: Your elected official.
Location: The Federal City, once noble, now obstinate—WASHINGTON, D.C.
“There is nothing so finely felt by the afflicted poor,” wrote the learned Mr. Jarndyce, “as the silence of great men when their own comfort is at stake.”
And so it begins.
From dusty drawers, iron-banded cabinets, and basements beneath marble monuments — the truth emerges, tattered but intact. Sworn affidavits — not the ramblings of radicals nor the rantings of rogues — but solemn declarations etched in ink by doctors, veterans, and working citizens of these United States.
For nearly half a century, these documents lay dormant, like orphans in chancery, ignored by the very stewards entrusted with the public good. And what did they declare?
That cannabis, a humble plant, restored sight where science had failed.
That men and women — some soldiers, some not — went blind begging for mercy, while bureaucrats perfected their excuses.
💥 BEHOLD THE RECORD:
📜 Testimony from licensed physicians, board-certified, swearing beneath the seal:
“Marijuana was the only thing that worked.”
🏥 Patients who endured torment — surgeries that failed, stones that screamed, blindness that crept like fog over the Thames — all whilst their pleas for compassion fell on marble ears.
🗃️ Proof — damning and undeniable — that the DEA, FDA, and the Department of (so-called) Justice possessed this evidence as early as the 1970s. Yet still they mouthed the lie, full-throated and shameless:
“Marijuana has no accepted medical use.”
🪖 WHAT’S DIFFERENT NOW?
Not a lobbyist.
Not a think tank.
No grand foundation nor gilded office.
Veterans — forged by war and wearied by Washington —
standing up, with a battered hard drive and nothing left to lose
but more comrades to darkness, to pharmaceuticals, or to the void.
Their name is Jon Q. Veteran.
And they are, in truth, more dangerous to this system than any mob.
For they hold not bombs, but receipts.
Receipts, and memory.
“These aren’t just documents,” They say.
“They’re ghosts. They’re evidence. They’re the truth Washington’s ignored for half a century.”
🔥 CONCLUSIONS FOR THE READER OF CONSCIENCE:
🕯️ The government knew cannabis worked — for glaucoma, for nausea, and perhaps for more.
👨⚕️ Doctors testified. In court. Under oath.
🪖 Veterans — ever faithful, ever expendable — suffered in silence.
⚖️ The prohibition? Not born of science — but of convenience, cowardice, and clerical cruelty.
🎺 AND NOW?
These documents — each one a ghost in ink — are being sent, one by one:
To Congressmen and Congresswomen,
To those in the Veterans Administration,
To scribes and editors and health crusaders.
And with each, a single, devastating question is asked:
“How long did you know — and what did you do?”
This is not about amusement or intoxication.
It is about patients. It is about rights. It is about the reckoning of history.
And though the mills of government grind exceeding slow —
They now grind in full view.
Let those who turned their backs feel the breath of the archive.
Let them know: the record remembers.
COHN MODE: ENGAGED.
Title: A Reckoning in Ink. A System on Trial. A Nation in Denial.
SUMMARY FROM THE STENO DESK OF COHN — AND MAYBE GOD, IF HE’S PAYING ATTENTION:
The story ain’t new — but now the paper trail is.
Veterans just cracked open the archive, and it’s not pretty.
📜 THE CHARGE:
The United States government — through agencies like the DEA, FDA, and DOJ — knew as far back as the 1970s that cannabis had legitimate medical value. How do we know?
Not whispers. Not theories.
Sworn affidavits — from doctors in white coats, patients in hospital gowns, and veterans in VA waiting rooms.
And they didn’t just “know.”
They buried it.
👁️ WHAT WAS BURIED:
Doctors’ testimony saying cannabis preserved eyesight where conventional treatment failed.
Veteran affidavits describing surgeries, blindness, and desperate pleas for mercy.
Government possession of this data decades ago — followed by decades of lies.
"No accepted medical use," they said —
While blind veterans stumbled through red tape and smoke.
🧨 THE TRIGGER PULLER:
Not Pfizer. Not Harvard.
Veterans with a hard drive full of ghosts and nothing left to lose but friends and time.
Name: Irrelevant.
Crime: Holding receipts.
Weapon: Memory.
"These aren’t just documents," they say. "They’re evidence. Ghosts. The truth we weren’t supposed to find."
📬 THE DELIVERANCE:
These records are now being hand-delivered. Not to the cloud. Not to a blockchain.
But to Congress.
To VA brass.
To journalists and editors.
With one question inked into every cover letter like a curse:
"How long did you know — and what did you do?"
⚖️ THE VERDICT STILL PENDING.
But here’s what we do know:
The government lied.
Veterans suffered.
The prohibition wasn’t scientific. It was strategic.
And now?
The record has teeth.
This isn’t about getting high.
It’s about what was denied.
About the deliberate infliction of blindness, silence, and bureaucratic cruelty.
About patients who could’ve been spared.
Veterans who could’ve been helped.
A nation that could’ve listened — and didn’t.
📣 COHN'S VERDICT:
It’s open season on hypocrisy.
The archive is awake.
The ghosts are talking.
And if you’re holding a government badge or a committee seat —
You better start answering.
Because history is coming.
And this time, it brought receipts.
