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That sounds like Carlin, but Carlin dispensed much wisdom in his time.
My favorite story from Jack Marigold's A Child's Garden of Grass goes something like:
A drunk, an acidhead, and a pothead are walking through the woods. As it becomes evening, they come to a city surrounded by a wall, and in the wall is a closed door with a sign that reads: "This door is only open 9-5". After knocking and getting no answer for a few minutes, the drunk shakes his fist and says, 'let's smash the door down!" The acidhead peers at the doorknob for a few minutes and says, "let's just float through the keyhole." The pothead shakes his head and says, "naw, man; let's just sit here and wait for it to open in the morning."
I can't handle pot; makes me super nauseous for the entire time I'm high. Always has. But I love the people.
Alcohol makes you act without thinking, pot makes you think without action.
Hmmm... Mayhap. IM(limited)E, there isn't a lot of thinking going on, either.
My other favorite excerpt from ACGoG:
S: Are you hungry?
Y: No. Wait, do you mean hungry, like food, or hungry, like in a search for knowledge?
S: What the hell are you taking about?
Y: You asked if I was hungry.
S: Did I?
Y: Yes.
S: Well... are you?
Y: Am I what?
I never claimed that the thoughts were always relevant to others.
The reason they don't know what's happening is because they've already moved on to thinking about other things. They've gone down a mental rabbit hole so fast, it's going to take some time to get back to that conversation that was happening moments ago.
There's also the going in got a glass of water and being found an hour later by your friend because you got such watching the sink drip :-)
I'm not down on potheads. They're my favorite inebriated people. I wish I could join them on their journeys, but alas my genetics gifted me with a paradoxical reaction to THC.