You can mess with our civil rights, the rights of people with disabilities, unions, jobs, the economy, health care, safety, voter ID, GLBT folks, babies, toddlers, old people, poor people, reproductive rights, separation of church and state, bridges over the Mississippi (pauses for breath), but do not -- repeat, DO NOT, mess with my beer!!
Will the no-beer issue finally grab the attention of Minnesotans and bring 'em to the streets? I'm way looking forward to what those rallies might look like.
I picture beer afficionados holding empty steins aloft, and crying out, "Please, sir, may I have another?" Or.....???
It appears that the Republicans are (pardon the expression) constitutionaly incapable of winning elections by backing candidates who have at least a modicum of integrity and/or prefer to be surrounded by handlers who do.
It's been such a long time since I visited the Clotheslineblog that I barely remember how to navigate this site. Et tu?
I'm pondering a return to this particular trench.
If I do that, it will likely be a different deal from before.
I envision brevity for the most part. Brevity and fewer graphics.
I envision posting more links (which is a Bloggerstan no-no as a principle thingie, but WTF? That's how I roll).
I envision days of multiple posts, and days of nada when the well runs dry OR when I'm too furious or discouraged or busy to hang out here.
There might be some hiccups in this whole hot endeavor, because I've completely forgotten how to do HTML stuff. So funky formatting alert.
The success of this resurgence depends on you in part. This needs to be an interactive place, not a monologue. Seriously. barbara does not do well living, thinking, writing in a vacuum.
BTW, we have to keep the comments moderated because we are getting a lot of obnoxious spam, which I clear out as often as it occurs to me to do it. Frankly, I don't care all that much about erectile dysfunction and designer shoes. Not even erectile dysfunction in designer shoes.