Flying visit tonight. Busy trying to earn a few pennies. It takes time to get paid and I don't invoice until the work is done so the sooner it's done, the sooner I'm paid.
I have a post up at Orphans of Liberty for tonight's offering.
Also, I see the latest antismoker idiocy has been delightfully demonstrated by none other than the Goebbels of the control freaks herself, the Dreadful Arnott. She's not as good-looking as the original but she's twice as mad.
Oh, it's reaching explosive levels of absurdity now. This is way beyond Godwin's Law. She is just about ready for direct quotes from Mein Kampf.
Then there are those complaining about the smell in clubs now that the smell of smoke (which they hated and which they pretended to believe was bad for them) has been banished.
Guess what they use to mask the stench of sweat and vomit? Aside from filling the air with synthetic chemicals, that is...
Any scent other than cigarette smoke certainly lifts Darin Sanone’s spirits when he hits the club. A bartender for nine years at Rage, a gay nightclub in West Hollywood, is all for a little aromatherapy/air freshener. “One of the DJs last week burned incense,” said Sanone, “and it traveled all the way through the bar and even masked a horrible smell coming from a corner of the club.”
Said without a trace of irony. They replace the smoke with... other smoke. Actually, I think the smoking ban is worded in such a way that incense would be illegal too. Since it's scented plant material it actually contains more chemicals than tobacco smoke. Don't tell the poor dears just yet. We want to build the terror nice and slow.
We really can't equate these people to the Nazis. The Nazis were nowhere near as dim and probably not quite as evil.
Two fingers, antismokers. Beats your salute in every war.
Right. Merriment over. Back to work.