This afternoon, I shuttled between two depressing committee meetings at the State Capitol one in which a GOP lawmaker browbeat state university professors for having nationally recognized expertise in the field of sexual behavior and another for which the Christian Coalition had bused in dozens of fresh-scrubbed teens to testify against their elders being allowed to buy a six-pack on Sunday.
"The Bible says alcohol is wrong," declared one young lady.
One of the boys took a more pragmatic stance, asking, "The state might get a few more million dollars, but at what cost of the blood of people who crash and die?"
What cost indeed. Of course, the bill by Sen. Seth Harp, R-Midland, had its supporters. Kroger is for it. So is the convenience store industry and the Gwinnett Chamber of Commerce, whose representative framed the issue as one of "basic economic fairness," since restaurants, stadiums and performance venues are currently allowed to serve booze on Sundays.
Harp himself told a heart-breaking story about soldiers from Fort Benning who were reunited with loved ones just before shipping out overseas, but because it was a Sunday, they were unable to properly party down. Well, maybe it was just me who was left quietly sobbing.
Anyway, the bill wouldn't automatically allow Sunday sales. Instead, it would permit cities and counties to let voters decide. There are some cities in Georgia now that are completely dry on Sunday, restaurants included (I'm looking at you, Snellville). This bill wouldn't change that, unless those places wanted to enter the 21st century.
The committee won't vote on the bill until next week.
Attending both meetings, I was reminded of a favorite saying of a certain left-leaning legislator: "If Georgia didn't have Atlanta, it would be Alabama."
Except that in Alabama, you can buy beer on Sunday.
Lucy is a little busy right now:
"Am I asking to much to hope for something like this?" Kowloon is what you…
Watch out for that odd bedfellow, Libby.
No loss. It wasn't that great.
Requiem for a Dream
Yup. I call Jessica Blankenship out for her stuff too Rodney.