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Hugo Rifkind

I may not know much about khat, but I know banning it is crazy

Prohibition is a failed policy. We’re tackling that by doing more of it

28 June 2014

9:00 AM

28 June 2014

9:00 AM

Khat is a leafy stimulant chewed mainly, I gather, by Somalis. This week the government banned its possession and sale. And, for the life of me, I cannot figure out why.

Not being a Somali (or, indeed, a Russian murderer, whatever the sketch above might suggest) I can’t pretend that my life will now have a khat-shaped hole in it.

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