I thought I had some substance. I even wanted
to tip some international media or Chinese police. I am sure they have some
sort of DEA and that DEA needed to listen to my intel: I had discovered a huge
marijuana plantation hidden in plain sight in one of the most dangerous places
to deal drugs.
Location: Taishan. Shandong Taian, one of the
holiest sites in China, actually THE holiest.
Let’s start from 2014, a year earlier. I went
to Taian on a Kungfu training retreat, me and a bunch of other excited foreign
students from the city of Jinan, the capital of Shandong Province. We were
supposed to learn Qigong from a real Taoist master who actually lives in the
mountains. We were to meet him on the foot of Mount Tai, or Taishan, in
Mandarin.
All over the place, mon |
As we streamed downhill, I noticed that lined
along the path were rows and rows of marijuana plants. In my journalism days
back in Africa, I once went to interview a marijuana planter in his own garden,
a story which I must add was spiked by my superiors for legal reasons.
But you guess right, I know my weed. I can spot
it from a far. I told the guys I was with that they were in the middle of a
weed field and it was followed by a frenzy with everyone uprooting some
samples, some seeing it for the first time. People wondered how I spotted the
plant, and accused me of dabbling in this Jamaican pastime. I could not
convince them, but verily and honestly, I do not engage in this faculty of
Rasta business.
I was psyched |
After the excitement of the rising sun died and
people started streaming down together with the light from the now strong sun,
I saw the weed ghost again. There was hemp growing everywhere one Iooked. Huge
healthy plants, newly germinated and those in between.
I was so excited that my date got irritated of
me focusing too much on the international herb and not her amazing beauty, but
really who would blame me? I posed in the weed, smelled it, plucked some and
yes, I did not pack or sample any.
This was high at the peak. As we went down, I
kept seeing seas of weed on the mountainside. I was convinced that some clever
ganja farmer used the holy mountain for his weedy business.
The Ganja leaf on holy land |
I was wrong.
I went to hike another mountain to see the
older Great Wall and we also found weed there. I went to another Province –
Shanxi, and saw huge weed plants growing along the road. It is likely to be
just a natural plant here, after all they say weed came from India, which is
really just across the border…same climate, therefore same vegetation.
I man |
But still, it could be possible that all the
three sites I saw weed growing are actually weed farms and that is just how the
weed planters of China roll. Possible, I said.
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