How Jam’n Is Processing the New 0.4 mg Rule (Spoiler: Poorly, But With Style)**
Family, friends, Jam’n community…..gather ‘round.
We have news. Big news. The kind that makes you laugh, cry, and briefly consider running off to a hemp-friendly island with nothing but a suitcase full of Live Resin carts and a dream.
Congress has officially passed new hemp language that limits hemp-derived products to:
0.4 mg of total THC.
Per. Container.
Yes.
You read that right.
Not 4 mg.
Not 40 mg.
Not anything that even remotely resembles reality.
Zero point four.
The only thing that currently has 0.4 mg of THC is… absolutely nothing we sell. Or anyone sells. Or anyone ever will, unless they’re selling the scent of hemp on a cotton ball for $9.99 or unless someone starts bottling “hemp vibes” and calling it a day.
So yes- we had a moment.
Okay… many moments.
And crying was involved.
But so was laughter, because sometimes the absurdity hits you so hard you can’t help it.
And in the middle of the chaos?
Noah found out.
And friends… Noah screamed.
Like, not a little scream. Not a little “Ugh, Congress” scream
A full-volume, dinosaur-in-a-volcano scream.
We’re talking a full-volume, volcano-erupts-and-a-T-rex-falls-in scream.
A scream so intense the walls shook and the dog filed an emotional complaint.
A scream so powerful I’m pretty sure the neighbors thought we were being attacked by a large, moderately irritated pterodactyl.
Honestly?
Same, buddy.
Same.
But underneath the humor is something very real:
He is worried — truly worried — that he won’t be able to continue on the regimen that has helped calm some of his most severe symptoms.
And honestly?
He should be.
Because this new law threatens more than businesses….. it threatens people’s stability, people’s wellness, and people’s ability to function.
Watching him spiral into fear because of a rule that makes no scientific sense?
That’s what broke us.
Explaining to your child that the plant medicine that changed his life might suddenly be illegal because of panic politics?
There’s no guidebook for that.
There are no right words.
We can fight for our business.
We can fight for regulation.
But watching our own adult child panic because the plant medicine that changed his life might suddenly be illegal?
That hits differently.
And somewhere between the tears and the prehistoric sound effects, in the most painfully human way-we remembered exactly why we started Jam’n in the first place.
Jam’n was never “just a business.”
We did this because of our boys.
Because we love them more fiercely than words can capture…..enough to build something with our own hands, our own vision, and our whole hearts.
We created this brand because of our boys.
Because the world wasn’t offering them what they needed.
Because we wanted clean, honest, plant-based options that worked.
Because science and nature….together…. helped our family in ways pharmaceuticals never could.
We created a brand rooted in:
Family
Hope
Healing
Second chances
Clean ingredients
Real science
And the belief that nature gives us what we need; and we should share it
Every gummy, every cart, every flower drop we released was crafted with the same love and stubbornness that only parents of neurodivergent kids will ever truly understand.
We didn’t get here by accident.
We got here by grit, gratitude, and an unreasonable amount of tenacity.
And for five beautiful, chaotic, transformative years, we got to do what we love for the people we love.
That is something no congressional bill can take away from us.
We do NOT want minors using intoxicating products.
We do NOT want kids harmed.
We do NOT support irresponsible retailers.
But seriously:
Who is selling gummies to a 10-year-old?
What store owner is handing a Delta-9 gummy to a child like:
“Here you go, champ. Enjoy Roblox.”
Responsible shops already card.
Legitimate businesses already enforce age limits.
Common sense exists.
We don’t need prohibition to prevent a problem that isn’t happening.
Meanwhile, alcohol…. (yes I am going there!) the substance that kills 140,000 Americans every year…. is:
sold everywhere
marketed with cartoonish seasonal themes
sold in bucket-sized margaritas
advertised during the Super Bowl
tied to violence, addictions, organ failure, and DUIs
easily accessible at gas stations
But hemp?
Plant medicine that has helped millions, and killed exactly zero people?
That’s the crisis?
That’s the emergency?
Please.
If we’re regulating based on actual harm, we’re looking in the wrong direction.
This past week was… a spectacle.
Influencers who’ve never read a policy paper suddenly became hemp experts, clutching their ring lights, announcing:
“Kids are overdosing everywhere!”
“Hemp is out of control!”
“We’re in a national emergency!”
It was giving Reefer Madness 2: TikTok Edition — the reboot no one needed.
Fear is powerful.
And some used it like currency.
But fear isn’t truth.
It’s just loud.
Then came the newest wave:
“Everyone who uses hemp is developing a cannabis disorder!”
Spoken confidently by people who think DSM stands for “Definitely Social Media.”
Let’s be clear:
Yes — humans can become attached to routines.
To habits.
To coping mechanisms.
To anything that brings comfort.
If you take away someone’s:
phone,
gym time,
caffeine,
Instagram,
pre-workout,
nicotine-free vape,
or their Starbucks punch-card addiction…
…you’d see withdrawal-like symptoms in minutes.
Does that mean:
Karen with four macchiatos before noon has a disorder?
Brad who deadlifts three hours a day is a national crisis?
Your aunt who checks Facebook like it’s her job needs federal intervention?
No.
Dependency alone isn’t pathology.
Functional impact matters.
Hemp helps people sleep.
It helps them calm.
It helps them function.
Calling every hemp user “disordered” is lazy, uninformed, and stigmatizing.
If anything deserves a DSM update, it’s:
fear-posting for clout,
misusing clinical terms online,
and diagnosing entire populations from a TikTok clip.
Then… They Slipped It Into a Bill That Had Nothing to Do With Hemp
This part deserves a moment.
The hemp definition wasn’t added to a hemp bill.
Or a safety bill.
Or a scientific bill.
It was shoved inside a government funding bill — as random and nonsensical as adding a banana-bread recipe to the Bill of Rights.
Why?
Because this wasn’t about safety.
It wasn’t about kids.
It wasn’t about science.
It was about fear — Reefer Madness 2.0 — written into law through a backdoor that had nothing to do with hemp.
And the people who get hurt?
Not influencers.
Not politicians.
Not lobbyists.
Families.
Farmers.
Small businesses.
Kids like Noah who finally found relief.
People who rely on this plant every day.
And look…. let’s get this part straight too:
If you don’t use hemp?
If it’s not your thing?
If it doesn’t fit your life, your body, or your preferences?
Great. Truly. We support you.
You are allowed to choose whatever wellness path feels right for YOU.
But what you don’t get to do….what no one should get to do….is tell other people how they’re allowed to manage their own pain, their own anxiety, their own sleep, their own PTSD, their own sensory overwhelm, their own medical needs, or their own neurological conditions.
You don’t get to choose someone else’s medicine.
You don’t get to override their doctor.
You don’t get to erase their lived experience.
You don’t get to dictate their chemistry because of your comfort level.
Especially not when we’re talking about:
veterans easing nightmares
parents managing sensory storms
seniors avoiding narcotics
chronic pain warriors who finally found relief
people with anxiety who can breathe again
kids like Noah whose symptoms finally lessened
If hemp doesn’t help you?
Fine.
But for millions of people, it’s the only thing that works without destroying their liver, jeopardizing their mental health, or creating a pharmaceutical cascade of side effects.
Your preference cannot override someone else’s survival.
Plant medicine isn’t one-size-fits-all, but neither is human suffering.
The “just don’t use it” crowd forgets something important:
They aren’t the ones waking up in someone else’s body.
They aren’t the ones living in someone else’s mind.
They aren’t the ones carrying someone else’s pain.
And they don’t get to legislate away someone else’s relief.
We’ll be honest with you…..the new regulation hits like a freight train.
Finished hemp-derived products must have 0.4 mg TOTAL THC per container
This includes THCA, delta-8, delta-9, and other cannabinoids
“Intermediate” products are essentially banned
All cannabinoids “not naturally occurring” are effectively prohibited
⏳ 365 days from now.
Not today.
Not tomorrow.
We have one full year before enforcement begins.
Well… 0.4 mg is not even enough THC to calm a fruit fly who’s had a rough week.
This isn’t “regulation.”
This isn’t “safety.”
This is a prohibition, plain and simple.
It threatens:
Farmers
Family businesses (hi, that’s us)
Veterans
Seniors
Parents
People using hemp for anxiety, sleep, pain, and relief
Anyone who has found help in plant-based wellness
And it is overwhelmingly, deeply, painfully sad.
We are heartbroken.
There’s no sugarcoating it.
But heartbreak is not the same as defeat.
This rule doesn’t go into effect for 365 days…. and those 365 days matter.
Courts can (and possibly will) issue injunctions against this rule.
It potentially violates:
The Commerce Clause
Due process
The Administrative Procedure Act
Basic logic and math
Judges don’t love nonsense. And 0.4 mg is… a lot of nonsense.
Key committees…. including one chaired by Kentucky Congressman Brett Guthrie– will have to revisit this language next year.
He has the power to:
Block it
Rewrite it
Hold hearings
Demand real regulation
Protect Kentucky farmers and families
His leadership could change everything.
Farmers, makers, small businesses, parents, veterans, consumers….everyone is mobilizing.
This isn’t over. Not even close.
No matter what happens, our hearts are overflowing.
We want to say thank you:
To every customer who supported us.
To every friend who believed in us.
To every person who chose plant wellness instead of pharmaceuticals.
To every parent who understood our mission.
To every veteran who trusted us with their sleep and their peace.
To every person who told us our products helped them feel human again.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Five years of Jam’n has been one of the greatest honors of our lives.
And whether we get five more years or fifty more years….we will never forget what you helped us build.
We may be heartbroken, but we’re not broken.
We may be devastated, but we’re not defeated.
We are sad… yes.
But we are also:
determined
stubborn
highly caffeinated
and deeply in love with our mission and our people
We will fight. We will adapt. We will advocate.
And we will keep finding ways to serve you….because that’s what family does.
No matter what happens in the next 365 days, one thing remains true:
We are proud of what we built.
We are proud of our children.
We are proud of our community.
And we are endlessly grateful for you.
Stay with us.
Stay loud.
Stay hopeful.
Stay Jam’n.
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