IVIV When you wish upon a joint

[Tore Rye Andersen]

Mark:
 
> Doc reveals his unselfish wish, with his best pot, that Shasta 
> Fay only be safe. 
 
Yet another echo from GR (are you listening, János?), where we 
learn that Säure Bummer tries to call Trudi back with the same
ritual:
 
"...and don't think this wretched old horny dopefiend doesn't love
her, because he does, and don't think he isn't praying, writing down
his wishes carefully on cigarette papers, rolling up in them his 
finest sacramental kif and smoking them down to a blister on the lip,
which is the dopefiend's version of wishing on an evening star, hoping
she's just off on another stomp, please only a stomp, let it be over
inside the day [u.s.w.]." (GR, 685) 
 
Apparently the Germans invented this practice... uh, that is....
 
At any rate, the two passages are very similar, with a lovable 
dopefiend smoking his very best dope in service of a loved one. Doc's 
wish seems to be a bit more selfless, wishing only that Shasta be safe, 
whereas Säure wishes for Trudi's return.
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