Smoke (La Vie En Fumer)

More hillbilly malakatude from West Virginny Gooper John Raese who’s seeking a rematch with Conserva-Dem Senator Joe Manchin:

“I don’t want government telling me what I can do and what I can’t do — because I’m an American. But in Monongalia County, you can’t smoke a cigarette, and you can’t smoke a cigar, you can’t do anything,” Raese said.

And I oppose that, because I believe in everybody’s individual freedoms, and everybody’s individual rights to do what they want to do. And I’m a conservative and that’s the way that goes.

But in Monongalia County now, I have to put a huge sticker on my buildings to say that this is a smoke-free environment. This is brought to you by the government of Monongalia County. OK?

Remember, Hitler used to put Star of David on everybody’s lapel, remember that? Same thing.

Wow, I guess that makes Mayor Bloomberg a Nazi too. Who knew? Perhaps only the Shadow, Fee Waybill and Sputnik Spooner. That means it’s Tubes time:

One thought on “Smoke (La Vie En Fumer)

  1. MapleStreet says:

    Of course, the over the top Nazi remark. I’m surprised that there was no remark about how he was a veteran and therefore had the right to do whatever he wanted.
    What gets me in so many arguments is the total lack of understanding that none of us live on an island. And the higher the population density, the more that whatever we do impacts others. The state also tells him how fast he can drive (unless he wants to move to, ironically, Germany and drives the Autobahn. These arbitrary and capricious rules also tell him he can’t fire a rifle down the street, drive drunk, etc. etc.
    It would be easy enough to try to connect this lack of consideration of others with the hippies of the 60s, but the 60s folk themselves were rebelling against forced conformity to arbitrary and capricious rules (or depending on how you looked at it, didn’t care about what they were being told to do). If you want a period where you had to conform to all sorts of arbitrary expectations of others, think about the idyllic 50s where everyone acted alike.

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