I’m seriously starting to believe that, like bacon, there’s nothing that beer can’t do.  From a recent snippet in National Review:

Minnesota governor Mark Dayton (D)…demanded a $37 billion budget, funded by a more “progressive” income tax on individuals making more than $1 million.  When Republicans refused, Dayton forced a 20-day government shutdown, the longest in state history.  Two weeks into it, however, he caved, jettisoning his calls for tax hikes…  It’s not hard to see why compromise was reached:  When MillerCoor’s liquor license expired, the paper pushers at the licensing agency were on furlough.  The brewer, which supplies 38 percent of the beer sold in Minnesota, almost had to take its products off state shelves, and the public was less than pleased.

Imagine that!  MillerCoors beer notwithstanding, that’s a pretty impressive feat for a few cans of suds.  Makes me wonder if we might be able to accomplish the same thing on a national level.  In that vein, I’ll make a modest proposal:  the total, complete, unequivocal ban, without exception, of all alcoholic beverages in and around Washington, D.C.  After all, how can those jokers be feeling our pain when they can’t even feel their own?  Let’s make life for them so dull, so miserable, so dry that they can’t wait to get the hell outta town.  Only then, can we all truly be free!

Can I get an amen?