It looks like L.A.’s dispensary limit will go into effect on Monday, forcing hundreds of dispensaries to close or pay exhorbitant fines. If you’re looking for a clue as to why L.A. is in this situation, you could do worse than this line:
Last-minute legal challenges from pot shop owners and patients seeking temporary restraining orders were denied Friday by Superior Court Judge James Chalfant, paving the way for officials to enforce the long-awaited law that will slash the number of dispensaries to somewhere between 70 and 130.
The range is between “70 and 130”? Are you kidding? How is it possible that a city with a large bureaucracy, including tax collectors, fire inspectors, and a host of other agencies, not to mention beat cops who should, between them, know the entire city backwards and forwards, they can’t get an accurate count of all the dispensaries that abide by the law? What the hell are Los Angelinos paying these people for, if not to keep track of things?
I’m sure a lot of these “rogue” dispensaries haven’t made it easy for the city to keep track of them, but that range refers specifically to the ones that are legal. We learn later in the article what constitutes a legal dispensary:
Dispensaries that registered before a 2007 moratorium can stay open if they adhere to the new guidelines, which include being 1,000 feet from schools, parks and other public gathering sites. The dispensaries also must pay more than $1,000 in administrative fees.
So the city has had more than two years to look at dispensaries that already existed, make sure they pay their fees, and draw lines on maps to check if they are too close to schools and parks. This does not sound like a tall order to me.
The city clearly has failed to do its job. All they have ever had to do was task every beat cop in the city to write the address of every dispensary in his area, then collect that data, plot it on a map, check to see if their paperwork is in order, and identify the dispensaries that are out of compliance. That’s what a competent government would do.
Instead, they have spent years failing to do their jobs, while complaining publicly about the “Wild West” atmosphere among dispensaries in L.A. Now that they have finally managed to get their act together (to what degree, we’ll see…) the people who pay for their years of mismanagement are the dispensary owners who opened their businesses legally and the sick people who patronize those dispensaries, only to have the city pull the rug out from under them.
Hat tip to THE Weed Blog.