Via The Agitator.  This is what it comes to…

It’s the holiday season, and the parties have already begun, never mind that Christmas is still a couple weeks away.  And a lot of that holiday cheer involves things like spiked eggnog, which is a decadent holiday treat if it’s done right.  I was enjoying a party the other day where one of the guests brought Bourbon slushies.  Nobody was getting ripped or anything, but we were all thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and the holiday…er…spirits.  Were we back in the 1920s, our holiday spirits would have been sold to us by mobsters, and we could all have been thrown in jail just for being caught drinking it. 

Prohibition.  They wanted a dry America.  They got a dry America.  They also got Al Capone and the Purple Gang.  For all the bellyaching about what drugs do to people, this isn’t about the health and welfare of Americans or they would be treating addiction not throwing addicts in jail.  This is about waging kultur kampf.  It’s about smacking all those dirty pot smoking hippies upside the head.  But it’s not hippies selling drugs anymore.  Nobody ever wanted to live in a violent world less then the flower children.  The Man drove them out of the business.  Now it’s blood thirsty south American drug cartels and middle eastern terrorists.  That’s what prohibition buys you. 

But who says that’s a bad thing?  Take another look at that photo.  That man isn’t a soldier, he’s a cop.  Look at all the equipment he’s wearing.  Take a guess at how much all of that cost.  The drug cartels aren’t the only people racking in the bucks over products that would otherwise cost next to nothing to produce and buy.  Funny isn’t it, how every goddamned moral crusade the right gets this country into, ends up lining the pockets of blood thirsty thugs, big government contractors and the moral crusaders themselves, who keep insisting that they’re fighting for all that is good and decent, while the rest of us are caught in a place between them that just keeps getting smaller and smaller, and then one day you wake up and realize that you can’t even take a piss without a man with a machine gun watching you.