I recently came across a story out of Missouri that made my blood boil faster than a dabbed-out teenager’s parents. It seems that some big-money players are using qualified applicants – we’re talking disabled veterans, people with past marijuana offenses, folks who’ve been historically disadvantaged – as fronts to win lucrative cannabis licenses. These vultures swoop in with promises of funding and support, only to bury the fine print that essentially strips away any real ownership or control from the supposed beneficiaries.