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Understanding THC Vape Laws in Canada: What To Know Before You Buy In 2024

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The demand for THC vapes in Canada continues to rise, and with it, it is imperative to know the guidelines from a legal viewpoint. Cannabis laws in Canada set out to provide a compromise between the public’s protection and the individual’s rights. For this reason, whether you are a first-timer or a regular, it’s advisable to be up-to-date. If you are intrigued by the idea of buying
THC Vapes for the first time or just want to learn some new information about it, you are at the right place. Here’s what one should know before purchasing in 2024.

What do the Cannabis Regulations regarding THC Vapes in Canada say?

The Cannabis Act, issued in 2018, legalized cannabis for adult recreational use across the country. However, it also ensured that its use complied with policies and laws set in place concerning use. Products like THC vapes, which are a type of cannabis, are still governed by the provisions of the Act. Apart from this, every province is free to impose special provisions governing these guidelines, which means what is acceptable in one jurisdiction may not be in another.

In Canada, cannabis vapes are classed as THC, cannabis extracts. In Canada, those guidelines behind the vapes are quite important as they help promote safety and responsible use. Such limitations may include but are not limited to, manufacturing processes, the amount of product contained within the packs, and the packaging requirements.

Legal Age for THC Vape Purchase in Canada

The Canadian legal age at which a person is allowed to buy THC vapes is not uniform throughout the country. Most provinces have set the age to about 19, with the exceptional provinces being Alberta with 18 and Quebec with 21. Even though these legal ages are designed specifically with the view to helping audiences stay away from likely health effects, such legislations within the individual province are specific and thus should be well researched before heading to the licensed dispensary.

Limitations with Vapes In Canada

Health Canada has also placed tight restrictions on ingredients and additives that can be used in THC vapes. They are known to be overcut and are not advised as in some places around the world, Canadian vapes are aimed at ensuring Alaska Law does not allow THCLaced products that include Vitamin E acetate.

Regulations Surrounding the Packaging and Labeling of THC Vapes

Canada requires every commercial vape product to have child-proof packaging, clear labeling, and product warnings and information. Packages should reveal how much THC and THC are included in them, the ingredients of the product, and other required warning information. The packages should also not be fancy and sealed tight, which lowers the chances of the vapes being appealing to kids and also serves the purpose of tampering with the products.

How do Provincial Cannabis Retailers and Dispensaries Operate?

Legal THC vaporizer pens are distributed through authorized sellers, which may differ from one region to another under the Cannabis control law in Canada. Some provinces have controlled provincial stores like Ontario Cannabis Store (OCS), while others, such as British Columbia and Alberta, allow private dispensaries.

THC Vapes Adverse Consequence in Canada

When crossing provincial boundaries in Canada, one should remember that marijuana rules are not the same in all provinces.

Under Canadian legislation, a person can transport any legally acquired cannabis product from one province to another as long as the quantity does not exceed the possession limits. Still, it is recommended that a user be aware of the policies of each province to avoid problems arising from unforeseen circumstances.

Limitations On The Possession Of THC Vapes In Canada

Canadian laws regarding THC vape devices include possession limits. As adults can possess up to 30 grams of cannabis published in the vape cartridges and THC, there is a constant limit similar to dried cannabis. This possession limit of up to 30 grams is equivalent to approximately 2.1 grams of cannabis extract in vape form, allowing for use while ensuring safety and public order concerns.

As for those who own THC Vapes at home, there is no limit to the number of such items that persons over the age of 18 possess only as long as the items are kept out of sight from any minors. Following the recommended best practices for storage is essential, especially when other people who may mistakenly take or misuse the product are present.

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The Regulation Of THC Vapes For Travel Outside Of Canada

Inside Canada, users can travel between provinces with vapes, but traveling outside of Canada with vapes is illegal. Where, however, the market is allowed, Canadian travelers should not take THC vapes out of the country since it may result in very harsh consequences both in Canada and overseas.

If you are traveling inside the country, contacting the airline with the relevant questions is best to find out its rules for transporting cannabis products. Most airlines prefer that passengers take THC vapes in their carry-on luggage instead of checked-in bags on account of lithium batteries that are usually in vapes.

Possible Legal Changes Focused On THC Vaping In 2024 And The Future

Developments and research on THC, vaping and new products will continue, and as this research progresses there may also be changes to Canada’s legal landscape.

While it is difficult to predict legal changes, we assure readers that the government is dedicated to building a safe cannabis industry, so there will be more changes. It is important to keep track of possible future legal changes concerning cannabis to ensure that you are as educated and legally sound as possible to have a safe and pleasurable experience with vapes.

How to Keep Track of THC Vape Laws in Canada?

As the cannabis laws in Canada continue to evolve, it is very important to keep track of these developments to ensure compliance and proper decision-making. Following up with government websites such as Health Canada and the official provincial pages may help you learn about the changes brought to the THC vape laws in 2024.

In Canada, THC vapes, as well as the cannabis business in general, is quite the ever-evolving setting with strict provisions in law directing towards safe and responsible consumption. With time, as the cannabis market expands, the education of the customers increases, too. In understanding such regulations, you’re taking more steps to ensure that 2024 will be an enjoyable year for the use of vapes for you.

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I Speak “Jew”

Morrocan Jewish fish dish

By MARK E. PAULL I grew up in Montreal. Born in 1956. Anglo by birth, sure. But that never quite fit. I don’t speak “Anglo” the way they mean it. My real language is Jew.
And I don’t mean Hebrew or Yiddish. I mean the language of reading the room before you enter it. The code-switching, shame-dodging, laugh-first-so-they-don’t-pounce dialect we pick up early. It’s a language built on side-eyes and timing and ten generations of tension.
I speak French—enough to make myself understood. Enough to charm a dinner table, crack a joke, get someone’s uncle to nod. I’m not fluent, but I’m fast. Doesn’t matter. In Quebec, language isn’t grammar—it’s inheritance. It’s who your grandfather cursed out in a hardware store.
To the Francophones, I’ll never be one of them. My accent betrays me before I say a word. I’m just an Anglo. And not even that, really. Because when the lens tightens, when they look closely, I’m just un Juif. Just a Jew.
And to the Anglos? Same thing. I can wear the suit, speak the Queen’s English, order the wine properly—still a Jew. Even in rooms where I “pass,” I don’t belong. I’m not invited in to be myself. I’m invited in to behave. To be safe. To not say the thing that makes the air stiff.
We’re the only people still called by our religion. No one says “Orthodox” for a Greek. No one says “Vatican” for an Italian. No one calls a Black man “Baptist” before they see his face. But “Jew”? That sticks. That’s the label. Before passport. Before language. Before hello.
I’ve mostly made peace with that. But there’s still this ache—knowing you can live your whole life in a place and never really be from there.
Let me tell you a story.
We had this block party once—the folding-table, paper-plate kind. Kids zipping by on scooters. Music low. Everyone asked to bring something from “your culture.”
The Greek guy brought lemon potatoes and lamb—felt like it came with a side of Byzantine history. The Italians brought two lasagnas—meat and veggie—with basil placed like confetti. The Vietnamese couple brought shrimp rolls that vanished before they hit the table. Even the German guy—built like a fridge—brought bratwurst and a six-pack with gothic lettering.
And then us.
My partner made Moroccan fish. Her grandmother’s recipe. Red with tomatoes, garlic, cumin. Studded with olives and preserved lemon. I brought a bottle of white wine. Dry. Crisp. From the Golan Heights. Not Manischewitz. Not even close.
We laid it out. Someone leaned over: “Moroccan? But I thought you were Jewish.”
We smiled. “We are.”
Then: “So… where’s the brisket? Isn’t Jewish wine supposed to be sweet?”
That’s when it hits you. No matter how long you’ve lived here, how many snowstorms you’ve shoveled through, you’re still explaining yourself. Still translating your presence.
Because they don’t know. They don’t know Jews came from everywhere. That “Jewish” isn’t one dish—it’s a whole map. That we had Jews in Morocco before there was even a France. That some of us grew up on kreplach, some on kefta. That some of our mothers sang in Yiddish, others in Arabic, and some in both—depending on who was knocking.
They don’t know. And worse—they don’t ask.
And that’s the part that gets you. Not the slurs. Not the graffiti. Not even the occasional muttered cliché. It’s the blankness. The shrug. The image they already have of you that’s built out of dreidels and sitcoms.
“Jewish” as nostalgic. As novelty. Something they saw once on a bagel.
Sometimes, when those questions come, I float. One version of me walks out. Another turns into a mouse. One turns into a Frisbee. Just gone. Not mad. Just tired.
Because being a Jew isn’t cute. It’s not nostalgic.
It’s ancient.
Before Montreal.
Before France.
Before Poland. Before Spain.
Before pogroms.
Before ghettos.
Before Hitler.
Before even the word Europe.
We were there.
Go back to the 5th century. 2nd century.
Go back to Jesus—our kid, by the way.
Go further—Babylon. Persia.
Keep going—Temple. Exile. Wandering.
And still, after all that, I’m at a table in Quebec explaining why our fish has cumin in it.
It’s almost funny. If it didn’t wear you down a little.
I’m not looking for pity. This isn’t a complaint.
I’m proud. I know what I carry. I walk into any room with five thousand years behind me. I come from people who kept the lights on through every kind of darkness—and laughed through it, too.
But sometimes, I just wish I didn’t have to explain so much.
All I want is to put down my dish…
…and hear someone say:
“That smells amazing. Tell me the story.”

That’s all.


Mark E. Paull, C.A.C. is a Certified ADHD Coach – IPHM, CMA, IIC&M, CPD Certified
Writer | Lived-Experience Advocate | Type 1 Diabetic since 1967

He has been published in:
The New York Times, The Globe and Mail, Folklife Magazine, Times of Israel, CHADD’s Attention Magazine, The Good Men Project

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At 104, Besse Gurevich last original resident of Shaftesbury Park Retirement Residence

By MYRON LOVE At 104, Besse Gurevich is the last of the original residents of Shaftesbury Park Retirement Residence. She may also be the oldest member of our Jewish community.
Although her vision and her hearing have diminished considerably, her mind and memory are still intact.  A few weeks back, this writer sat down with her in her suite as she recalled a life filled with highs and lows and her many  contributions to her community, both in Winnipeg and Fort William before that.
The daughter of Jack and Rebecca Avit, her life’s journey began in 1921 in a home on Carlton Street near Ellice Avenue, near her father’s furniture store.  He later operated a cap factory.
When she was ten, the family – she had two brothers and a sister – moved to Manitoba Avenue in the old North End. “My father had put a deposit down on a house on Scotia,” she recalls.  “But my parents didn’t feel that the neighbourhood was Jewish enough.”
Her schooling included Peretz School and, like so many of her generation, St. John’s Tech (as it was known back then.)  “I was actually supposed to be going to Isaac Newton for high school,” she says.  We were living on the wrong side of the tracks for St. John’s.  After one day at Isaac Newton, I found a way to transfer to St. John’s.”
In 1940, 19-year-old Bessie Avit married Jack Gurevich, a young man from Fort William.  The wedding was marred though, by the sudden, untimely passing of her father.
Following the wedding, Besse moved with her new husband to Fort William where Jack Gurevich worked in retail clothing sales.  “We lived in Fort William for 20 years,” she says.  “Our three children (Judy, Richard and Howard) were born there.”
She recalls that there were about 200 Jewish families – including her sister and one of her brothers for some years – in town, during the time she lived there. “We were very well known in the community,” she recalls. “I was involved in everything.”
Her community activism continued after the family’s return to her home town. While Jack went to work as a salesman for Western Glove Works, Besse became an indefatigable community volunteer. At one time or another, she served as vice-president of ORT, Hadassah and National Council of Jewish Women in Winnipeg. She was also a long time B’nai Brith member.
In the business world, the highlight of her career was the building of Linden Woods.  “I became involved in real estate development for a time,” she recalls. “I was hired by Genstar to develop Linden Woods.  The company estimated that it would take about 20 years to complete.  I got it done in two.”
She also taught hair dressing for a while. “I worked with many young Jewish brides,” she says.
Recent years have not been kind to Besse Gurevich. Her beloved husband, Jack, died in 2016 – after almost 65 years of marriage.  Older son, Richard, passed away in Vancouver in 2018 and, most recently –six months ago – younger son, Howard, followed.  She notes that there were 200 mourners at Howard’s funeral.
(Howard Gurevich was in marketing for many years before turning his talents to the art world. In recent years, he was best known for Gurevich Fine Art in the Exchange District and his support of local artists.)
Besse Gurevich celebrated her 100th birthday – which took place at the height of the Covid shutdown – quietly. 
While she used to enjoy reading. she is unable to do so any more. She can still listen to television.
And while she has few family members to visit her any more, she does have a group of friends interesting enough from the local theatre scene.  For many years, she was a close friend of the late Doreen Brownstone, one of the leading figures in theatre in Winnipeg for more than half a century.  Besse became part of the group that would visit Doreen every week and, since Doreen passed on three years ago, the members of the group have continued to visit Besse on a weekly basis.  

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Winnipeg author’s first novel gripping tale of romance, action and intrigue, set in 15th century Spain and Morocco

“The Chronos of Andalucia” author Merom Toledano

By MYRON LOVE “The Chronos of Andalucia”, a novel just released by first-time author Merom Toledano, is a historical romance set in late 15th century Spain and Morocco, filled with passion, action, intrigue, unexpected twists and turns – and, of course, with the requirement of any medieval story – a quest.
The easy-to-read, 190 page book follows the adventures of Catalina, a young woman living by her wits on the streets of Granada in the year 1487, (just after the Christian armies of Ferdinand and Isabella had recaptured all of Spain from the Moors) – while trying to evade the agents of the Inquisition, who had murdered her Jewish mother and Christian father 10 years earlier.  She was left with an insatiable desire to learn about astronomy, along with a mysterious map and an astrolabe (an instrument formerly used to make astronomical measurements) – the importance of which will only be unveiled if she can get to the city of Tangier in Morocco.
Early on, there is a reference to Abraham Zacuto, a prominent Spanish rabbi famed for his knowledge of astronomy and astrology.
The action begins when she has a casual interaction with a former Spanish soldier, Diego.  When the forces of the Inquisition approach, she flees with the soldier – who is also her love interest – and who helps her to escape.  They turn for help to a childhood friend of Catalina’s – Roberta, a nun, who helps them on their perilous  journey to Tangier – a journey that includes being captured by pirates, surviving a shipwreck, being separated for a long period of time and, of course, finding each other again and realizing the success of their joint quest.
In his writing, the author paints vivid word pictures of the different characters and beautifully invokes the colour, sights, sounds and scents of the time and the places. 
What I found truly remarkable about the writing of “The Chronos of Andalucia” is that English is not Merom  Toledano’s first language.  The Israeli-born author – he grew up near Haifa – came to Winnipeg with his young family just eight years ago.
“I have had this book in mind for several years now,” says the satellite engineer whose working career takes him to many different parts of the world. 
He notes that he has always felt a connection to Spain, Spanish music and literature – a reflection of his family’s modern origins in that country.  His great-grandparents, he relates, lived in Toledo – hence the family name, Toledano.  His parents lived in Meknes in Morocco while his father attended university in Tangier before making aliyah.
Toledano just published “The Chronos of Andalucia” in April on Amazon. He reports that the book – which is available here at McNally Robinson – has been selling well –close to 100 copies – with orders coming from a bookstore chain in England, a bookstore in Denmark, and one in Italy.
“I have had between 30 and 40 positive reviews so far,” he reports.
Toledano adds that he envisages “The Chronos of Andalucia” to be the first in a series – a la the writer Danielle Steele.  He is already working on a sequel – which is hinted at the end of “The Chronos” and, he reports, he is establishing his own independent publishing operation.        

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