A very sad story, indeed.

Like most US media reports, I'm guessing that the full elements of the story (background information, details the family may have left out, etc.) do not appear in that article. Not to be insensitive to the family and their situation, another writer could have spun this article headline to read "Irresponsible handgun use blamed for Keystone death", or "Family ignores signs that medical attention was required and contributes to Keystone death", etc. - but, don't forget, they are trying to sell papers. If alcohol was the causative agent, this article would have been all about gun control.

So many unanswered questions:

- Why didn't the family seek out help when something seemed "wrong"?
- Someone was obviously there with this guy and was counting the number of candies he ate - why didn't they stop him? (answer: they didn't read the warning label, either)
- Why would a handgun be accessible to anyone while intoxicated?

I have been in a "legal" state in the US, and partook in the edibles. I'm not a big (by any means) consumer of cannabis, but the edibles were very strong. Appropriate warning labels - nice and visible - appear on all products legally purchased, where I was. You can't miss them.

Once again (in the US, at least), individuals are not held accountable for their own actions. Still, a sad, sad story. I'm guessing this guy had some mental health issues or something, too. If not a gun, he may have dispatched himself in some other manner - who knows.

Also - I didn't see any follow up news stories that report on the toxicology results - did the public lose interest? Typical sensationalist "news" reporting here in the US, sadly.

This is not an old story - stupidity, ignorance, and cavalier attitudes cause pain and suffering for all involved.

This is exactly why I keep Valium in my gun drawer.

This is why Valium is kept on hand for any type of drug journey. You never know when someone might freak out and need the help calming down.

After reading this article, I'm going to start keeping my weed and my gun separate from each other, you know, just in case my weed decides to try anything.