Unwelcome neighbours-to-be

There have been mysterious goings-on in the old video store next door for a while now. There's a little hole in the wall above our compost heap and you can see that there's a light on inside. People were up on the roof fixing wires. Steam rises from a heating unit on the roof. What can be going on? You hardly ever see people parked outside, and since somebody smashed the window a while back the windows and door have been boarded up (lovely), so you can't see in. Well, rumours abounded, and as we were hearing them from Jimmy we mostly discounted them, but it turns out that, as this document that came in the mail indicates, some dickweeds want to open a "Medical" Marijuana (spelled with an "h", which I haven't seen in print since things from the 50s) dispensary there. This despite the fact that (a) it's way too big, (b) there are quite literally about 10 within a mile radius (mostly on Dort, along with the strip-clubs, motels that charge by the hour, and a giant place where you can sell blood plasma) and (c) this is a residential area, not zoned for businesses. Jimmy is very excited, as you can imagine, but us not so much. Of all the things that could have gone in that building... We may even be pissed off enough to go to the meeting.