It's hard to imagine prissy Peter Dunne with shoulder length hair sucking on a doobie.
But as a uni student in the 70s, that's what he did - but says he didn't like it very much, even though unlike Bill Clinton he claims he did the drawback.
But in those days the wicked weed had little more effect than a Craven A tailor-made, such was the level of THC. If his memory is based on skipping the light fantastic in his student days then there's little wonder why he reckons the prescription of medicinal marijuana should be left to the experts whose primary concern is to look look after our health.
Perhaps he'd understand the plight of those, like the recently retired trade union leader Helen Kelly who is dying of cancer, if he had a toke of the current New Zealand green crop. It's working for her, well at least it's providing the best pain relief that she knows of.
Kelly tried to go through the process that Dunne's advocating and became frustrated with it, describing it as complicated and intrusive. She, just like many others, are now getting their daily fix on the black market. Kelly has been forced to break the law, although thankfully she's unlikely to ever be held to account.