neighbors. My parents were incensed. Any time they found a lighter in my pocket from then on, they thought I’d been out starting fires again. Meanwhile, I was just innocently making apple pipes and smoking weed in people’s garages. I found it strange that Drysdale devoted so many resources to one sixteen-year-old burning her homework, and so little to some of our bigger issues, like the opioid epidemic, homelessness, and rampant hate crimes, but I guess that’s none of my business.
