Yup kids, an ounce of weed was around 20 to 30 bucks. Concert tickets where the same price. $50 you could get stoned & hang with everyone with live music.
i'm apparently much younger than you. in college i could get an ounce for $65, but that was by far the worst weed i've ever seen.
I remember when the worst of all weed, "Mexican" hit the dreaded $20 an ounce mark. I wanted to beat my dealer's ass. Columbian had already hit 20 a little over a year before. It was madness. Panic in the streets. And to make matters worse, gasoline was teetering on 75 cents a gallon. But weird stuff would arrive like Hawaiian pot, Black Afghani Hash, Thai and cheap quaaludes! For a short while there was a dip in pot prices as disco gave way to other club scenes, most fueled by cocaine, meth and what became ecstasy (M&M's). I paid $9 at the door of the Fabb Mabb in San Francisco to see The Plasmatics. Wendy-O came out on stage wearing only boots and shaving cream. She had a body like a goddess, a head like a scalded rooster and a voice that sounded like she gargled Drain-O. I'm thinking that ground beef was around 37 cents a pound and a 6-pack of Budweiser was $1.95. Tangents are still free!
Hate to play big dog, little dog, but 2.2 pounds were 50 bucks in San Fran in the 60s. Mexican shit, but-------
I think I'm more hung up on what George said about ground beef being .37 cents a pound, holy shit that's cheap. but cheap weed sounds really nice too
That's only 5 hours work. :d I remember when I first earned $8 an hour when I was about 15/16. In 4 hours of work I could already afford a new $30 phone credit pre paid. worked 2x 11hr shifts on weekends just for my phone habit. And cd habit.
I remember when the price went from $15 to $20. But you had to smoke an awful lot of Mexican to get high.
I used to buy quarter pounds of Mexican weed for $180. I wish it would have been 20. I was still getting ripped off though. Smoke twice as much get half as high.
My first big "deal" was '75 when some friends and I scrounged together the $170 it cost to get a brick of mexican weed. It looked exactly like in those old pics, a "kilo" pressed as hard as a brick and neatly wrapped in red paper. We started weighing out ounces and when we hit 42 we stopped and just smoked the remaining 3+ ounce pile still leftover....LOL over 45 ozs for $170, that's around $3.75 an ounce. I will admit though that it was one of those setups where they just crammed the entire plant into the press, so not the best quality, but for a bunch of stupid kids we were living the high life...
bloody hell, when i lived in oregon, (77-87) a 'dime' bag WAS an oz, and that was ten bux. never had to buy any myself though.
i think i was in high school when minimum wage was introduced at a buck and a quarter an hour. in those day, 400 to 500 a month was a typical middle income. you could buy a house and a car and still put money in the bank on that. and inflation hitting more then 9 percent was like the end of the world. the rich were taxed within an inch of their life, retailing was mom and pop, infrastructure was unionized. the republican mantra was no new taxes, this trickle down flim flam hadn't been introduced. russia was the anti-christ to hear the republicans tell it, demacrats were no new wars, isenhour played golf and kennidy tried to end mccarthyism. citys had trolly cars and even the smallest town the train and bus would stop at, and more then once a day too. terrorism wasn't a word yet. that one was invented to replace the russians are comming after the demise of the soviet union. israel still had kibbutzim and wasn't yet socialism-phobic the way america was. jet-set meant elite, because ordinary people rode trains and buses and air travel just wasn't a common thing unless you were extremely well off. a lot of really major highways were still two lane with intersections. you could buy a small parcel of land for less then 200 an acre. really large parcels, like a whole section were less then 50 an acre, and you could build any damd thing you felt like on them, if you weren't in part of a municipal area. and that was still, even when i graduated high school in 66
Graduated high school in 64, college in 69. In the 70s we bought home grown for $16 a pound. It wan't the best but beat the Mexican shit that had Paraquat sprayed on it. The stuff today blows off the top of my head.
the price of an oz was never really that big of a thing to me. i was curious about mind altering substances because that was something you were always hearing about in those (late 60s) days. i was late getting on that train (late 70s), and didn't stay on it long either. in the 80s, when science fiction fans had parties at home it was always there. and yes of course i inhaled, but i still was never where it was any kind of a big deal in my life. fan run science fiction conventions, and the twice monthly meetings of the portland (oregon) science fiction society (porsfis), were a many times much bigger and more gratifying thing to me.