Weed bad because social, alcohol good because brunches

A semi-coherent observation about perceived social double standards regarding drug consumption, weaponizing the brunch aesthetic as evidence of systemic injustice. This is the kind of take someone makes at 2am while scrolling, feeling momentarily profound about a complaint they'll forget by morning. It's not wrong exactly, just incredibly mid and delivered with the energy of someone discovering hypocrisy for the first time.