We fought and won two wars so we wouldn’t have to care one bit which prince or duke married who or speculating about the name of the baby who will be eighty-second in line to the throne. If a town crier walked into a Virginia pub in 1785 and started to read from a parchment that speculated as to what advice an English prince told his nephew about whom he was going to marry, that crier would have been rightfully tarred and feathered.
The new year upon us, as are the news stories about the plethora of new laws that take effect at all levels of government. Some are good, but unfortunately most are bad or just annoying at best because, of course what society needs is even more government overreach into our day-to-day lives to make things better. Anyway, I decided that I wanted to get in on the fun and write a few laws myself.
The second the soccer moms saw the signs I could tell it was going to be interesting. This was not the plan. This was not what they signed up for and they were not happy. Worried murmurs permeated the humid morning air, mixing with the moisture and creating a cloud of anxiety that settled over the pool. The lifeguards’ nervous smiles were telling, they anticipated trouble.
