Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to Pirate’s Cove and The Other McCain for the Rule Five links!  Thanks also to my libertarian pals at for publishing my latest observations on the shooting scene, wherein I discuss classic gun writers.

Also, a programming note/reminder; Mrs. Animal and I will finally be on the road the rest of the week on our way to (ugh) New Jersey for my next job of work, so we’ll have some fulsome totty placeholders the rest of this week, capped by the normal Saturday Gingermageddon.  Normal news posts will resume a week from today.

Meanwhile, in California, the state legislature is talking about mandating restaurants should only be allowed to serve children water or milk with their meals.  Because, you know, their parents are too stupid to decide these things.  Excerpt:

Senate Bill 1192 would make water or milk the default drink for kids meals in a push to reduce obesity and access to sugary drinks for children.

The bill passed the Assembly and is on its way to Gov. Jerry Brown’s desk. If he signs it, California would be the first state in the nation to have such a law.

No one gets in the way of Isaiah Palacios and his soda.

“I need my root beer, I need my Fanta, I need my Sprite,” he said.

But California lawmakers could make that sugary fix harder to get as a new effort to impact the eating habits of children gains momentum at the state Capitol.

“Cancer is fought in the halls of government, not just in the halls of the hospital,” said Stephanie Winn with the American Cancer Society.

Stock response applies:  Fuck off, slavers.

Seriously, though, folks – where does the insanity stop?  First straws, now this.

My kids are all grown – but were I a parent in California, I’d be sorely tempted to be a test case for this.  Demand a Diet Coke for a 17-year old offspring in a California restaurant, then sue when they refuse.  I’m sure some bottom feeder lawyer would take the case on, just for publicity if nothing else.

This is the kind of thing that should be decided by parents.  Not by the overweening nanny state.  We forget that at our peril.  But Californey, frankly, has probably gone too far down that dark path to be redeemed.